Lyrics:
terms of surrender On a backcloth of lashes and eyes In a flood of your tears, in sackcloth And ashes, and ashes, and ashes, and ashes And ashes,
may come but it will pass Some say we will fall Dream of the flood... Flood... And her hallway... Oh, maybe, in terms of surrender, On a backcloth
colours unfold a backcloth cold Fine tapestry of silk I draw around me like a cloak And soundless glide a-drifting On eddies whirled in beech leaves
I lay down beside you : I am a unicorn, you a virginal maid, And I come in laughing play ---- But, maybe, to be saved. Peer through the backcloth
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