[00:00.00] 作词 : Peter Murphy
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Peter Murphy/Paul Statham
[00:49.89]Fire burning in a hill
[00:51.96]The lines are rocky rough
[00:55.41]Red angels wait to pick remains
[01:03.54]The cindered shoulder
[01:04.44]Of confused men
[01:04.83]Separate from their, their awe
[01:17.79]With grey desire
[01:22.44]He looks out mad
[01:22.77]His soft grey
[01:24.75]Indigo eyes
[01:28.56]Indigo eyes --
[01:40.17]Asking His heaven is uncovered not
[01:43.53]A black tree blocks his way
[01:47.58]His way is skating round a dome (His way is in dismay)
[01:54.72]The playmate sings
[01:57.30]Like Orphee in some thunder world
[02:02.58]Asking to be bathed in light
[02:04.95]To be exemplified
[02:05.46]With grey desire
[02:12.81]He looks out mad
[02:13.14]His soft grey
[02:13.44]Indigo eyes
[02:13.77]Indigo eyes
[02:14.01]Saw his past
[02:57.30]He had dug for trust
[02:58.65]With blind infected hands
[03:09.75]And wondered as the hurt bit hard
[03:11.76]Why the sacred weren't at hand
[03:15.99]Only when his ears were deaf
[03:17.88]To the angels light burst waves
[03:23.37]Only when his ears were deaf
[03:26.85]Did life turn from fog to fog
[03:32.10]Was not evil but estranged
[03:35.52]Was not evil but estranged
[03:38.79]Indigo eyes,
[03:41.49]Indigo eyes
[03:45.09]Indigo eyes,
[03:50.28]Indigo eyes
[03:50.52]With grey desire
[03:52.62]He looks out mad
[03:52.98]His soft grey
[03:53.28]Indigo eyes
[04:00.00]Indigo eyes