Orpheus

Standing firm on this stony ground

The wind blows hard

Pulls these clothes around

I harbour all the same worries as most

The temptations to leave or to give up the ghost

I wrestle with an outlook on life

That shifts between darkness and shadowy light

I struggle with words for fear that they'll hear

But orpheus sleeps on his back still dead to the world

Sunlight falls, my wings open wide

There's a beauty here I cannot deny

And bottles that tumble and crash on the stairs

Are just so many people I knew never cared

Down below on the wreck of the ship

Are a stronghold of pleasures I couldn't regret

But the baggage is swallowed up by the tide

As orpheus keeps to his promise and stays by my side ~ David Sylvian

Done