The C voice asleep, the F voice has vanished
from the C top of the sky to the place F below
C touch the surface and the F mirror bends
your C words resound, out of F control
freeze into time now
Am Still inside, G yet doubt survives
it F all begins, be G neath the skin
Am No-one is near, G no-one will hear
your F changeling song take G shape
in C Shadowtime F
Siouxsie And The Banshees
