Three Friends (Remix)

(álbum: A Weapon Called The Word - 1990)

Burning searing sun
Soft through the skin
I bring your grace down here
Tearing past the grey
Shadows of today
I stroke away the fear

Cold and steaming moon
I call down a tune
And lend us your ear
Glide by the curves
Which your secret serves
But bring not your speer

And life holds no time
By the blink of your eyes
As both you watch
Your sister planet die...

Burning searing sun
Soft through the skin
I bring your grace down here
Tearing past the grey
Shadows of today
I stroke away the fear

And life holds no time
By the blink of your eyes
As both you watch
Your sister planet die...