Peter Murphy - I'll Fall With Your Knife lyrics

To the crowd To the world You were so dry And with the token bird I made Send it to fly right to your side With the broken wing you sailed Oh like winter in July A barren river wide I'll pray for the flood To wash on you It's here I'll be with you Well if the birds can reach the sky To this land I'll be with you Till the Sun bursts from your side With my hands I reach to you When you think your chance is pa**ing by When you blow your Moon away I'll bleed like the reed Fall with your knife It's here I'll be with you I'll fall...