Taken in by the delicate noise
|
Knocked to the ground by the subtle thunder
|
Shackled and bound by the sound of your voice
|
Wandering around in silent wonder
|
|
What chance did I have
|
With the silver moon
|
Hanging in the sky
|
Opening old wounds
|
|
Taking hold of the hem of your dress
|
Cleanliness only comes in small doses
|
Bodily whole but my head's in a mess
|
Fuelling obsession that borders psychosis
|
|
It's a sad disease
|
Creeping through my mind
|
Causing disabilities
|
Of the strangest kind
|
|
Getting lost in the folds of your skirt
|
There's a price that I pay for my mission
|
A body in heaven and a mind full of dirt
|
How I suffer the sweetest condition
|
|
Taken in by the delicate noise
|
Knocked to the ground by the subtle thunder
|
Shackled and bound by the sound of your voice
|
Wandering around in silent wonder
|
|
-----------------
|
The Sweetest Condition
|
| Depeche Mode |
