A driving, thundering bit of proggy goth rock from the album The Art of Falling Forward.
electronica
pink floyd
prog
ambient
gothic
progressive rock
david bowie
peter gabriel
artrock
one man band
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Story behind the song
Written about my then girlfriend and later wife. All about her desperate look on life. She's better now.
Lyrics
Throughout the malaise of a desperate life
Fears undying
And wounds laid bare
A woman whose kisses
Are like wine
Finds herself buried by the world
I can dig forever
With words of praise
And unearth the heavens
Beneath the weight
Of a billion stones
Of selfless hate
And never see her shine
I play her games
The ones she believes she’s incapable of
I hold her eyes inside myself
Sewn shut by all that regret
And I hate the thing she has become
And I hate the climb she has to take
Over mountains and valleys of blinding pain
So I leave her this way
Alone in her place
Bound in her hell
In a cold, dead room
Nailed to her cross by the shadows of ghosts