The Church - The Burred Crusade

Almost With You
When You Were Mine
Field Of Mars
An Interlude
Secret Corners
A Fire Burns
To Be In Your Eyes
You Took
Don't Look Back
   

 

Almost With You

See the chains which bind the men
Can you taste their lonely arrogance
It's always too late
And your face is so cold
They struggled for this opulence
See the suns which blind the men
Burnt away so long before our time
Now their warmth is forgotten and gone
Pretty maids not far behind

Who you trying to get in touch with

I'm almost with you
I can sense it wait for me
I'm almost with you
Is this the taste of victory
I'm almost with you

See the dust which fills your sleep
Does it always feel this chill near the end
I never dreamed we'd meet here once more
This life reserved for a friend

 

When You Where Mine

On a day like this, a hundred lifetimes ago
You on a shore, across the point
I looked through my hands and you drew me a line
When you were mine

On a world like this, a hundred turns left to go
Deep in a room, which I've never seen
Outside it's so cold but I'm waiting for time
When you were mine

Plenty of islands between now and then
Rocks break the boats of the painted face men
And they drown, and they're born
And they live once again
And this all happens
When you were mine

In a storm like this, a hundred kisses of snow
You with another so easily sleep
What's real and what's dreamt become close and entwine
When you were mine

 

Field of Mars

It's a long way home from the Field of Mars
Distant, alone, beneath the platinum stars
And I turn to look, and I'm never any closer
Only just the rain makes the skin feel colder
All my life seems so far away

The air is soft in the Field of Mars
Tears and loss feed the overgrown grass
And I have to leave, but I never seem to go
Only more sad clouds where autumn winds will blow
All my dreams seem so long ago
Oh, Field of Mars

Time is past in the Field of Mars
Grief won't last in the departing cars
And I call her name, but she never, ever hears
And I call again to the cruelty of the years
Oh my love she's so far away
Oh, Field of Mars

 

An Interlude

"They're going to send you away" she said
Psychic angels spread on the top of her head
And in the compartments of my dread
The rush hour crush travels home to bed

"You never seem to hear" she smiled
Statues tiptoe for the glimpse of the child
The lawns are always lush and wild
Spacious floors bejeweled and tiled

"How are you getting home" she laughed
Mermaids drowned but I clung to the raft
It's just the water in the bath
An interlude for the busy staff

 

Secret Corners

Lying alone, isn't that you
Drifting away
Is the only thing left to do
Such a sad place, such a lost world
But nothing is sadder
Than the tears of a make-believe girl

Who is this child, who is this man
Only two people
Who are doing all they can
Frost on the ground, the cruel winds of fate
Blow us forever
And I know there's just no escape

Run to the secret corners of your room
I'll still be waiting
I'll still be waiting

 

A Fire Burns

The rusty stream of dawn completes
The scenes where cars once crawled these streets
A face against the moving sky
Brings back an alien hope
Just like they said to me
Keep your heart inside your coat

Well there's muddy shoes outside the door
Is anybody home I ask once more
A silver-plated jet comes home
But the map leads her astray
Just like they said to me
Find your heart and lose your way

A fire burns inside me
The snow still falls in flakes
The reins around a horse's throat
Turn into a lake
And people so familiar
Their words are in my mind
A fire burns inside me
Dancing cool and blind

Beside the wall the flowers grow
And down the sticky stems I go
Watching changing skies below
Your arms so far away
Just like they said to me
Life is worth another stay

 

To Be In Your Eyes

Night-time is so lonely
When you hear a sound
But it's only an empty heart
Beating on through the night
A sad, sad drum
And I'm lying here listening
And the raindrops are all glistening
In my dreams
And it seems
That the sun never comes
And I want my sad reflection
To go drifting through the skies
To be in your eyes

And I'm waking to this aching
And it's breaking me in two
All the space
All the waste
All the distance between me and you
And the people with their voices
Random choices will they ever learn
To really see
Really be on fire when their spirits burn
I want the person inside me
To be someone I'd recognize
If he was in your eyes

So I'm waiting, contemplating
Relocating a faded image in my thoughts
But the memories are like clouds
Try so hard
But they never can be caught
But I'm trying, yes I'm trying
But I'm only lying in the dark
So alone
On my own
No one home
And if love was worth a fortune
Then I'd need a rise
To be in your eyes

I want these words to be the things
I hoped you'd realized
To be in your eyes

 

You Took

You took a piece of my heart
You took a piece of my heart
And I don't know why
No I don't know why
It was clear in coming here
I must have put the horse before the cart
Before the cart

You took the lead from the start
You took the lead from the start
And I don't know why
No I don't know why
It was clear in coming here
I must have put the skin before the heart
Before the heart

You took the rest of the day
You took the rest of the day
And I don't know why
No I don't know why
Now that it's all over
Now there's just some coldness in my way
It's in my way

You took the clubs and the spades
You took the clubs and the spades
And I don't know why
No I don't know why
It's a shame it's not a game
We're playing in it's just the blurred crusade
The blurred crusade

 

Don't Look Back

Sometime up here, watching a cloud
Funny how they shape your thoughts
Right out loud
Some days you laugh
Some days you cry
So deep in the night
It leaves you stranded high and dry

Keep to yourself, keep it in case
Keep it when you need it for a pretty smile
For your face
Walk out in the sun
Walk out in the rain
Keep on walking
And don't look back here again

 

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