Artist: peter murphy
Song: his circle and hers meet
As if afloat, as if afraid
The spirits meet
Waited for an age
It was a lesson sent
Abstract and numbed
Abstract and bleak
Patience lent
His test of patience lent
Horizontal yet erect
Yearning lying in wait
Oneness floats about
Unity served on his plate
Circling roundabout
The lover he will meet
Dripping mellow stains of long
M, m, m, m, melting in her heat
The lover he must meet
Circling round about
Dripping mellow stains of long
Melting in her heat
Without a blink, without a sigh
His circle and hers meet
Synchronized split
Split seconds beat
She killed his past with her kiss
All past was but a lie
She killed his head
She killed his mouth
And opened up the sky
She killed his past with her kiss
All past was but a lie
She killed his head
She killed his mouth
The he-she joining
The moment now
Would be the only sound
No front no back
No present tense
No milk from no holy cow
She killed his past with her kiss
All past was but a lie
She killed his head
She killed his mouth
And opened up the sky
