
Date of issue: 15.02.2018
Song language: English
Dear Familiar Phantoms |
Again you come he hovering forms |
I find as early to my clouded sight ye shone |
Shall I attempt this once to seize and bind ye |
Still o’er my heart is that illusion thrown |
Are we still standing |
Or if further we’re ascending |
You crowd more near then be the reign assigned ye |
And sway me from your misty shadow zone |
My bosom thrills with youthful passion shaken |
From magic airs that round your march awaken |
All is turning… |
Trees and rocks with grinning faces |
All is whirling… |
Wandering lights that spin in mazes |
Of joyous days you bring the blissful vision |
The dear familiar phantoms rise again |
And like an old and half-extinct tradition |
Renewed is pain with mournful repetition |
First love returns with friendship in his train |
And names the good whose cheating fortune tore them |
Now life tracks his devious labyrinthe chain |
And left me to deplore them |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Skin | 2003 |
Israel (as made famous by Siouxsie & The Banshees) | 2009 |