John Cale - Santies Lyrics
She was so afraidSince her mother, white with time,Told herShe was a failureShe was so ashamedOf everything she saidAnd everything she didFor her mother, white with timeEverything around her motherWhite with timeAnd dirtyHer mother was greedy with dirtGreedyThen she heard choirs of angelsSinging choirs of angelsGreedy angelsSpitting glory on her failureThat stardust of failureAs if it was medicine that didnt workAny wayAnywayThe windowsThey were closedAnd the midwives had locked their doorsThey didnt understandAnd after all, what was there to understand?But the angelsSheer choirs of angelsIn a friendshipNo, more than a friendshipIt was a marriageA marriage made in the graveIn the shivering nightThe searching of the river continuedThat bullet of searchlightThat searchlightFound her so *****leshell and sureSick and tired of what she sawBut *****leshell and sureSure of what the world had offered a tired soulFrom istanbul to madridFrom reykjavik, to bonnTo leipzig, to leningradTo shanghai, pnonm penhAll so that it would be a stronger worldA strong, though loving, worldTo die in
