by Peter Murphy on album Ninth

The prince was a bird Not guilty or the like A true friend sip and soft No suffering cry All names and some cranks He'd powdered all off Their sycophantic gifts Were never enough Old lady shade turn

by Peter Murphy on album Deep

A strange kind of love A strange kind of feeling Swims through your eyes And like the doors To a wide vast dominion They open to your prize This is no terror ground Or place for the rage No broken he

by Peter Murphy on album Deep

A strange kind of love A strange kind of feeling Swims through your eyes And like the doors To a wide vast dominion They open to your prize This is no terror ground Or place for the rage No broken he

by Peter Murphy on album Deep

A strange kind of love A strange kind of feeling Swims through your eyes And like the doors To a wide vast dominion They open to your prize This is no terror ground Or place for the rage No broken he

by Peter Murphy on album Deep

A strange kind of love A strange kind of feeling Swims through your eyes And like the doors To a wide vast dominion They open to your prize This is no terror ground Or place for the rage No broken he

by Peter Murphy on album Deep

A strange kind of love A strange kind of feeling Swims through your eyes And like the doors To a wide vast dominion They open to your prize This is no terror ground Or place for the rage No broken he

by Peter Murphy on album Love Hysteria

When I returned You buried my last two weeks My last two weeks Of my new times So it didn't seem like A wasted mouthful A wasted mouthful Because of a trip That was trapped inside you I was trapped i

by Peter Murphy on album Love Hysteria

Blind Sublime It looks a dream And feels the same I could conquer it And still feel sane The soft hills and shores Beguiled and silent nights The sun waits softly We talk a lot Too much to say We're

by Peter Murphy on album Love Hysteria

As if afloat As if afraid The spirits meet Waited for an age It was a lesson sent Abstract and numbed Abstract and bleak Patience lent His test of patience lent Horizontal yet erect Yearning lying i

by Peter Murphy on album Love Hysteria

Time Has Got Nothing to Do with it Make me a mannered, a mannered thing Carved of wood, a life force thing Give it an arm, that points to the earth And a hand, that points at me No matter where I sta

by Peter Murphy on album Love Hysteria

Socrates the Python Today ... Your problems are not Of blind belief That is or means Belief ain't enough, belief ain't enough The oracle of your age Point towards the word Psychological You may free

by Peter Murphy on album Wild Birds

Roll Call On a long and winding grey paved street Your breath the only friend Chattering others surrounding you You're going out again It's a laugh and a gas new crowd You tell yourself While buttoni

by Peter Murphy on album Eighties

I find you in the morning After dreams of distant signs You pour yourself over me Like the sun through the blinds You lift me up And get me out Keep me walking But never shout Hold the secret close I

by Peter Murphy on album Love Hysteria

Blind Sublime It looks a dream And feels the same I could conquer it And still feel sane The soft hills and shores Beguiled and silent nights The sun waits softly We talk a lot Too much to say We're

by Peter Murphy on album Love Hysteria

Time Has Got Nothing to Do with it Make me a mannered, a mannered thing Carved of wood, a life force thing Give it an arm, that points to the earth And a hand, that points at me No matter where I sta

by Peter Murphy on album Love Hysteria

When I returned You buried my last two weeks My last two weeks Of my new times So it didn't seem like A wasted mouthful A wasted mouthful Because of a trip That was trapped inside you I was trapped i

by Peter Murphy on album Love Hysteria

As if afloat As if afraid The spirits meet Waited for an age It was a lesson sent Abstract and numbed Abstract and bleak Patience lent His test of patience lent Horizontal yet erect Yearning lying i

by Peter Murphy on album Love Hysteria

Socrates the Python Today ... Your problems are not Of blind belief That is or means Belief ain't enough, belief ain't enough The oracle of your age Point towards the word Psychological You may free

by Peter Murphy on album Love Hysteria

When I returned You buried my last two weeks My last two weeks Of my new times So it didn't seem like A wasted mouthful A wasted mouthful Because of a trip That was trapped inside you I was trapped i

by Peter Murphy on album Love Hysteria

Socrates the Python Today ... Your problems are not Of blind belief That is or means Belief ain't enough, belief ain't enough The oracle of your age Point towards the word Psychological You may free