Peter Murphy - Deep Ocean Vast Sea

Your ocean heart
Clothed in respect
And sweet caress
My uneasy mind
You dip and you swell
Float and you find
And sweet caress
My uneasy mind

Deep ocean vast sea
Deep ocean vast sea - well that's deep

Imagine set of steps easily climbed
The tower of pride
The plastic of mind
Where there lies a table
The table stands
For the power of success
Respect on the sign
Intelligence so cold
A heart like glass
From the surface to deep
You wave and you dive
Like the heart and the sun
You wave and you dive
You hold me so cold
You wave and you dive

Deep ocean vast sea
Deep ocean vast sea - well that's me

You're clothed in respect
You smell of sweet caress
Dip and swell beyond the power of fists
Your ocean heart
Healing uneasy minds
And I wanna dive in with you
Clinging to the rock, I'm waiting
I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting
I'm waiting

Deep ocean vast sea
Deep ocean vast sea - well that's deep

Your heart is hard
You think your legs hurt
You smell of aching sweet success
Your head's a supernova
And you would like
Anything to stop the pain from your fingers
Screaming
And you stand naked in the sun
Without leather
Whose pain you think you need
Well all you need to do is undress
Let go and wash
Take the step through the other side
Up-turned razor
The air is thick with karma
A sutra of the way down
Well listen boy it's a long way down
Down through heaven's gate
To heaven's gate the step's the step
The tower of pride
The devil lied
Dive up to the highest point where the lives are save'ed
Where all the lives the tables stand
Power to success, respect and climb the steps

Peter Murphy - Crystal Wrists

I can't see the light

I'm thrown in disgust

They speak of feats

The housed forever

A howling wind

Changed my course

It blew me out

Of bounds so sore

All the walls

All the walls that bound me

Descending bleak and put upon

I chew my cheeks

To wake up from

The vase grows bigger

To my eyes

These eyes that snigger

And despise

The wall grows taller up to doom

Shoes in my room

Thrown in disgust

At how I fall

To my worst

Of course you say

You don't understand

Your words your fiction

Your crooked hands

But clearly now

I tell you man

That all I say

Is all I can

For I am nothing

But my sin

Until I learn

To caste them in

While young girls fangs

And crystal wrists

Wait patiently

For me to twist

I look away

To distant rains

To water falls

And honey days

And boys in black

And blue rinse eyes

Gaze whistly at my slender thighs

I twist a shade to my right

And spit at beelzebub on sight

And go on loving all I see

For here I live on patiently

Clearly now I tell you man

That all I say is all I can

For I am nothing but my sin

Until I learn to caste them in

Peter Murphy - Seven Veils

The day grows older
The moon appears in a mirror
A fire side mirror
A distant walker
Hears the words
Do do good deeds
So you feel ok
The moon and the sun
Partners in light
Separating reflecting one light
Hearing this confusion wanes
No need to ask for wealth
Or one thing more now

And the night
Feels the same
As a cool hot summers climb
With the voice
Comes no shame
As the walker walks the line
The day grows older
The moon appears
Reflecting on his heart
Heavy weighed and pierced
The walker looks at his days
Bad deeds gone by
For which he must pay
The moon and the sun
Partners in light
Separating reflecting one light
Hearing this confusion wanes
Another image hits
The seven veils of mind

But the night
Feels the same
As a cool hot summers climb
With the voice comes no shame
As the walker hunts the line

Peter Murphy - Cuts You Up

I find you in the morning
After dreams of distant signs
You pour yourself over me
Like the sun through the blinds
You lift me up
And get me out
Keep me walking
But never shout
Hold the secret close
I hear you say

You know the way
It throws about
It takes you in
And spits you out
It spits you out
When you desire
To conquer it
To feel you're higher
To follow it
You must be clean
With mistakes
That you do mean
Move the heart
Switch the pace
Look for what seems out of place

On and on it goes
Calling like a distant wind
Through the zero hour we'll walk
Cut the thick and break the thin
No sound to break no moment clear
When all the doubts are crystal clear
Crashing hard into the secret wind

You know the way
It twists and turns
Changing colour
Spinning yarns
You know the way
It leaves you dry
It cuts you up
And takes you high
You know the way
It's painted gold
Is it honey
Is it cold
You know the way
It throws about
It takes you in
And spits you out
You know the way
It throws about
It takes you in
And spits you out
It spits you out
When you desire
To conquer it
To feel you're higher
To follow it
You must be clean
With mistakes
That you do mean
Move the heart
Switch the pace
Look for what
Seems out of place

It's o.k.
It goes this way
The line it twists
It twists away
Cuts you up
and spits you out
Keeps you walking
But never shout.

Peter Murphy - Marlene Dietrich's Favourite Poem

My mother loved it so she said
Sad eyed pearl and drop lips
Glancing pierce through writer man
Spoke hushed and frailing hips
Her old eyes skim in creasing lids
A tear falls as she describes
Approaching death with a yearning heart
With pride and no despise

Hot tears flow as she recounts
Her favorite worded token
Forgive me please for hurting so
Don't go away heartbroken no

Just wise owl tones no velvet lies
Crush her velvet call
Oh Marlene suffer all the fools
Who write you on the wall
And hold your tongue about your life
Or dead hands will change the plot
Will make your loving sound like snakes
Like you were never hot

Hot tears flow as she recounts
Her favorite worded token
Forgive me please for hurting so
Don't go away heartbroken no

My mother loved it so she said
Sad eyed pearl and drop lips yeah
Glancing pierce through writer man
Spoke hushed and frailing lips yeah
Old eyes skim in creasing lids
A tear falls as she describes
Approaching death with a yearning heart
With pride and no despise

Hot tears flow as she recounts
Her favorite worded token
Forgive me please for hurting so
Don't go away heartbroken no

Peter Murphy - Strange Kind Of Love

A strange kind of love
A strange kind of feeling
Swims through your eyes
And like the doors
To a wide vast dominion
They open to your prize

This is no terror ground
Or place for the rage
No broken hearts
White wash lies
Just a taste for the truth
Perfect taste choice and meaning
A look into your eyes

Blind to the gemstone alone
A smile from a frown circles round
Should he stay or should he go
Let him shout a rage so strong
A rage that knows no right or wrong
And take a little piece of you

There is no middle ground
Or that's how it seems
For us to walk or to take
Instead we tumble down
Either side left or right
To love or to hate