Lyrics Compression - Peter Murphy

Compression

Look in the mirror, lest you forget the flower in the room
And on the dark of half past noon (?)
You all go lose and on the dark of heaven’s dream
And please don’t tell, those be concealed
Everything about me
Compression, is it my lesson
And it’s softly
Compression, my lessons, bind mutually
My lesson, confession
My lesson, confession
You’re the runner to another sea, another time
This advice fall free, in another time
Turn the fingers inside out, inside out
Make your favors you and count
And please don’t tell, those be concealed
Everything about me
Compression, is it my lesson
And it’s softly
Compression, my lessons, bind mutually
My lesson, confession
My lesson, confession