Peter Murphy - Indigo Eyes Lyrics
------ ----Fire burning in a hillThe lines are rocky roughRed angles wait to pick remainsThe cindered shoulderOf confused menSeperate from their aweWith grey desireHe looks out madHis soft grey indigo eyesIndigo eyes ...AskingHis heaven is uncovered notA black tree blocks his wayHis way is skating round a dome(His way is in dismay)The playmate singsLike Orphee in some thunder worldAsking to be bathed in lightTo be exemplifiedWith grey desire he looks out madHis soft grey indigo eyesSaw his pastHe had dug for trustWith blind infected handsAnd wondered as the hurt bit hardWhy the sacred weren't at handOnly when his ears were deafTo the angels light burst wavesOnly when his ears were deafDid life turn from fog to fogBut not evil but estrangedBut not evil but estrangedIndigo eyes, Indigo eyesIndigo eyes, Indigo eyesWith grey desireHe looks out madHis soft greyIndigo eyesIndigo eyes