This fear is only the beginning All for the loving hand Yes I smile and I agree It is a good night to shiver A good tongue might make it right All Ive said above a whisper There is a sorrow to be desired To be sorrows desire What they say is true It is a dirty blue This color around you Your curled up warm In your own little corner of Sodom Did you agree to believe This fall has no bottom There is a sorrow to be desired To be sorrows desire All we move by the book of numbers Im held together by string Ii hear not the voices of others The bells of Leuven ring Fear not the faces of brothers Ive come apart it seems I see not the faces are covered Im in your amber ring Your amber ring