When Poets Dreamed Of Angels (2003 Digital Remaster) - David Sylvian

Rises early from bed

Runs to the mirror

The bruises inflicted in moments of fury

He kneels beside her once more

Whispers a promise

Next time I'll break every bone in your body

And the well wishers let the devil in

And if the river ran dry they'd deny it happening

As the card players deal their hands

From the bottom of te deck

Row upon row of feudal houses blown away

Medicine for the popular complaint

When the poets dreamed of angels

What did they see

History lined up in a flash at their backs

When the poets dreamed of angels

What did they see

The bishops and knights well placed to attack