A Triple Moon Salute
Legendary Pink Dots
Chemical Playschool 8 (1995)

Floored by the tripwire. Stripped by the cross-
fire. Down on my knees. For the first time in
years, i believed... And you came and you threw
me your hand and we swam to a land where a
promise was sacred, preserved. And my lady is
whispers. My lady is air. i keep a strand of her
hair in a heart on my breast... and I'm safe in our
warm cocoon. I know you'll be back soon and
that's a promise that's sacred, preserved. Colour
me rainbows. Colour me vexed. I'm perplexed by
that light from your moon. But you said you'd be
back soon and that's a promis that's sacred,
preserved.