Ian

shadowplay

"To the centre of the city where all roads meet - waiting for you To the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank - searching for you Moving through the silence without motion - waiting for you In a room with a window in the corner I found truth
In the shadowplay, acting out your own death - knowing no more As the assassins all grouped in four lines, dancing on the floor And with cold steel, odour on their bodies, made a move to connect I could only stare in disbelief as the crowds all left
I did everything, everything I wanted to I let them use you for their own ends To the centre of the city in the night - waiting for you To the centre of the city in the night - waiting for you "