Siouxsie & The Banshees

Away from the dying rain, far away
From the pain washed drains
Under the darkening skies
Now under protecting lines
Beneath these unloved crimes
Relief is a gentle sigh
Dissolve these eyes so I may cry
Relief is a gentle sigh
Dissolve these eyes so I may cry

I am the passenger
And I ride and I ride
I ride through the city's backside
I see the stars come out of the sky
Yeah the bright and hollow sky
You know it looks so good tonight

I am the passenger
I stay under glass
I look through my window so bright
I see the stars come out tonight
I see the bright and hollow sky
Over the city's ripped backside
And everything looks good tonight
Singing...

Get into the car
We'll be the passenger
We'll ride through the city tonight
We'll see the city's ripped backsides
We'll see the bright and hollow sky
we'll see the stars that shine so bright
Stars made for us tonight

Oh the passenger
How how he rides
Oh the passenger
He rides and he rides
He looks through his window
What does he see
He sees the sign and hollow sky
He sees the stars come out tonight
He sees the city's ripped backsides
He sees the winding ocean drive
And everything was made for you and me
All of it was made for you and me
'Cause it just belongs to you and me
So lets take a ride and see what's mine
Singing...

Oh the passenger
He rides and he rides
He sees things from under glass
He looks through his window side
He sees things he knows are his
He sees the bright and hollow sky
He sees the city sleep at night
He sees the stars are out tonight
And all of it is yours and mine
And all of it is yours and mine
So lets ride and ride and ride and ride
Singing...

In the sharp gust of love
My memory stirred
When time wreathed a rose
A garland of shame
It's thorn my only delight
War-torn, afraid to speak
We dare to breathe

Majestic
Imperial
A bridge of sighs
Solitude sails
In a wave of forgiveness
On angels' wings

Reach out your hands
Don't turn your back
Don't walk away

How in the world
Can I wish for this?
Never to be torn apart
Close to you
'Til the last beat
Of my heart

At the close of day
The sunset cloaks
These words in shadowplay
Here and now, long and loud
My heart cries out
And the naked bone of an echo says
Don't walk away

Reach out your hands
I'm just a step away

How in the world
Can I wish for this?
Never to be torn apart
Close to you
'Til the last beat
Of my heart

How in the world
Can I wish for this?
Never to be torn apart
'Til the last beat
'Til the last fleeting beat
Of my heart

Down where this ugly man
Seeks his sustenance
Down in the blue, midnight flare
A glass hand cuts through the water
Scything into his twisted roots
Then from his eyes
Spring fireflies
Breathing life
Into a roaring disguise

Needles and sins, sins and needles
He's gasping for air
In the wishing well
Dust to rust, ashes on gashes
Hand around the killing jar

A soft hoodwink of shadows
The size of make-believe
Punching through his spike of rage
A glass hand cuts through the water
Snuffing out the magic fury
Then from inside
Bolt lightning cries
Swiftly crushed
The final, muffled sighs

Needles and Sins, Sins and Needles
He's gasping for air
In the wishing well

Dust to rust, ashes on gashes
Hand around the killing jar
Hand around the killing jar

Falling in your, falling in your in your arms
Fish on a line, learns to live on dry land
Thrown back again to drown

Kinder with poison
Then pushed down the well or a face burnt to hell
Feel the cruel stones breaking her bones
Dead before born
Words fall in ruins -- but no sound
She's dying of your shame -- she's maimed by your pain
He gives birth to swimming horses

Fish on a line, walking on dry land
But back in the water to drown -- we drown
Floating in sky
He gives birth to swimming horses

Take a ride on the tide with the assassin at your side
the weightlessness under water -- forgets in slow motion
And watches pointless tortures
He gives birth to swimming horses
Floating in sky like fishes can fly through your arms

Get your head down to the ground
Shake it all around -- a dirty sound
Put your knees into your face
And see if you can race -- real slow
It's a slowdive -- when you die slow
Oh it's a low jive -- do the slowdive

Now you jump back like a hound
Emit a howling sound
Dig those limbs into the floor
And holler out for more

And you revel in the dips
When your backbone slips
Taking honeysuckle sips
From your rolling hips
It shifts and it shifts
It's a slowdive -- when you die slow
When you come alive it's a low jive
Do the slowdive