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Excerpt from "Orpheus" by: David Sylvian Sleepers sleep as we row the boat Just you the weather and I gave up hope But all of the hurdles that fell in our laps Were fuel for the fire and straw for our backs Still the voices have stories to tell Of the power struggles in heaven and hell But we feel secure against such mighty dreams As Orpheus sings of the promise tomorrow may bring Tell me, I’ve still a lot to learn Understand, these fires never stop Please believe me, when this joke is tired of laughing I will hear the promise of my Orpheus sing |