the voices slipping through the door
they’re circling ’round the solid wall
they’re whispering gently in the room
and all beyond the shady hall
and they are piercing my soul
they’re seeping into all of my pores
where are they going, what are they saying
whom are they hiding from
is it the shame, is it the past
or the splendour of the sun?
They are our oath of love
neglected in a corner of my heart
still it’s her sweet voice that I can hear
still her sad songs seem to be so near
floating in my ear
and then they disappear
but what they need is a new sound or even noise
so that they can fill the skies
they need some bone chilling air
but surely not the silence of the night
They are our oath of love
neglected in some corner of my heart
still it’s her sweet voice that I can hear
still her sad songs seem to be so near
floating in my ear
and then they disappear
Thanks to brahms for submitting these lyrics.