Roy Harper - Naked Flame lyrics
[Roy Harper - Naked Flame lyrics]
The naked flames of cracking dawn come
Searing through with cruel scorn
To furrow wounds across each frown inside
The breast of love's sad clown
Who chases fleeting silhouettes with swollen
Dreams and rising sweats
Who taunts and bluffs the savage god with
A broken heart and a hanging head
I would we were but I wish in vain
To have you here to hold again
My blood boils ice in deep despair
But worst of all you couldn't care
Remember when the world was ours and
At our feet ten thousand stars
Who saw us then could now relate
Who would have guessed this was our fate
I'm sorry that you thought of
Us as painful and superfluous
But please don't think I'm
That thick skinned to
Want my seed in any old wind
I can't believe we'll just exist as
Figments of each others past
Where is it at to get to this
When lawyers lurk where lovers kissed?
The alter of October stands with
Opening arms and dripping hands
Unveiling storms
Collecting skies and gathering leaves
To whisper sighs
As from the pulpit summer shrinks and
Hope of us together sinks
As fast as all those burning lies
And just as hard to memorise
The ages pass with the flick of a thumb
Love has lost and pride has won
But through old destruction flies
New dawn and i rode the winds into the morn
Searing through with cruel scorn
To furrow wounds across each frown inside
The breast of love's sad clown
Who chases fleeting silhouettes with swollen
Dreams and rising sweats
Who taunts and bluffs the savage god with
A broken heart and a hanging head
I would we were but I wish in vain
To have you here to hold again
My blood boils ice in deep despair
But worst of all you couldn't care
Remember when the world was ours and
At our feet ten thousand stars
Who saw us then could now relate
Who would have guessed this was our fate
I'm sorry that you thought of
Us as painful and superfluous
But please don't think I'm
That thick skinned to
Want my seed in any old wind
I can't believe we'll just exist as
Figments of each others past
Where is it at to get to this
When lawyers lurk where lovers kissed?
The alter of October stands with
Opening arms and dripping hands
Unveiling storms
Collecting skies and gathering leaves
To whisper sighs
As from the pulpit summer shrinks and
Hope of us together sinks
As fast as all those burning lies
And just as hard to memorise
The ages pass with the flick of a thumb
Love has lost and pride has won
But through old destruction flies
New dawn and i rode the winds into the morn