Shadowtime - Siouxsie And The Banshees

The voice asleep, the voice has vanished

from the top of the sky to the place below

touch the surface and the mirror bends

your words resound, out of control

freeze into time now

Still inside, yet doubt survives

it all begins, beneath the skin

No-one is near, no-one will hear

your changeling song take shape

in Shadowtime

Turn your wish to a vapour, the silhouette fades

eclipse your blue eyes, and the outline remains

from the house of the moon to the stars up above

amidst the comets, first sight of love

so begins the countdown

Falling sky, a solar sigh

it all begins, beneath the skin

No-one is near, no-one will hear

your changeling song takes shape

in Shadowtime

Shadowtime --

Catching fire, taking hold

all that glisters leaves you cold

No-one is near, no-one will head

your changeling song take shape

in Shadowtime

Shadowtime --