Lion Lyrics - Lion - Peter Murphy

Toward the leaves 

Scattered brushed 

Long brown leadened 

Swirl of haze trodden 

The spring garden 

Merges with 

Merges down 

With the forgotten 

Flowers. Fawn, shadows mere 

On a puppet horizon 

We want that lion 

On our skin 

The best of the set we think we've gotten 

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As if we possess 

That we would rise 

To a Master's height 

A worse sublime 

When the tattooist claws in 

And starts his trace 

We grimacing and cry "foul" 

Flowered forn, shadows, mere 

On a puppet horizon 

We want that lion 

On our skin 

The best of the set we think we've gotten 

Save only the lion's tail 

The pain of imprint not what we thought 

The lion safe from knotted claws 

Is not what we've forgotten 

Photos 

Towards that wall 

Of scattered brush 

Long and proud 

Forgotten 

Swirl of haze 

Swirl of trust 

The spring garden 

That we've trodden 

Flower, forna, shadows mere 

On a puppet horizon 

We want that lion traced on our skin 

The best of set we think we've gotten