- Rhapsody -
(Siouxsie and the Banshees)


In the soil of our sadness
Hear our hearts bell a serenade
A faint choir tenderly shaping
A lament... a hollow refuge

In the blood of the twinkling sky
Breathing in air drunk dry
There was once a time of rapture
All is lost... a pale gleaming

Across this crooked land
Runs a crooked man
Our loved ones die
Under the hammer
Of the Soviet sun

Nothing can erase this night
And there's still ight with you
And if we can never see the sun
There's still light with you

And I have seen all I want to
And I have felt all I want to
But we can dream all we want to
We can dream all we want to



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