David Sylvian - Gone To Earth Lyrics
With a burning candleA book of holy thingsTheyll throw you up against the wallBind your hands with stringCaught in the sudden showerOur host of heavenly kingsTheyre all victims of circumstanceOf ancient bells that bringAll the fear in the world, ***** and shyDown upon our heads, with no reason whyAnd though voices may hollerFor all theyre worthThe rabbits have fled their burrowsGone to earth