Из альбома: September
Cry in the arms of a widow
Steal in the arms of a thief
Fight in the arms of a soldier
Pray in the arms of a priest
Hope in the arms of a dreamer
Forget in the arms of the old
Regret in the arms of a sinner
But never give into the cold
Then sleep in the wonder of silence
Innocence always recalls
Under the bed sheets, a naked
Life that has lived after all
Don’t long for a breeze while you’re waiting
For faces to show in the sun
The miles you have walked are behind you
But there might be still more to come
Don’t run for the shade
Or the waters
That lie on that side road you’ll find
When doubt has convinced you the jewels
Are those things you wish were undone
Know all the wonders when evening
Comes and you’re sleeping alone
The whisper of angels reminding
There’s always a right in the wrong
Know surrender, in the beating
Heart that you own
Wake in all its known desires
And sleep alone
So when you are lying with angels
Or when you are praised by your love
Know there’s a difference at nighttime
When all else around you is gone
If closing the eyelids brings nothing
When longing for heavens to come
Know nothing compares to an angel’s
Embrace and the one you’ve become
Sleep in the wonder of silence
Innocence always recalls
Under the bed sheets, a naked
Life that has lived after all
Know all the wonders when evening
Comes and you’re sleeping alone
The whisper of angels reminding
There’s always a right in the wrong
Know surrender, in the beating
Heart that you own
Wake in all its known desires
But sleep alone