Upon This Earth
David Sylvian
(voice of j. g. bennet) Looking by chance in at the open window I saw my own self seated in his chair With gaze abstracted, furrowed forehead, Unkempt hair. I thought that i had suddenly come to die, That to a cold corpse this was my farewell, Until the pen moved slowly upon paper And tears fell. He had written a name, yours, in printed letters: One word on which bemusedly to pore No protest, no desire, your naked name, Nothing more. Would it be tomorrow, would it be next year? But the vision was not false, this much i knew; And i turned angrily from the open window | agahst at you. Why never a warning, either by speech or look, That the love you cruelly gave me could not last? Already it was too late: the bait swallowed, The hook fastabfab ambient Atmosphere chill chillout David Sylvian deep ambient downtempo electronic everything and nothing experimental fabfuckintastic Gompa gruizig en prettig heteromo indie instrumental magic organic ambient ram bamjan Rising artists special super sweet the wanjas visions
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