Sick Child
Siouxsie & The Banshees
The Rapture (1995)

And I know I never knew you
Your mind your pain I will melt your winter tears
If you say you will
If you could say you will


Convalescing bruised I set my mind awake
Dare to take another look
If you say you will
If you could say you will


King of moon gloomy afternoon
Losing track of word & metre
Still shaking in this tear room
Like a sick child
Still shaking nothing reconciled
Like a sick child


Melancholia colliding out of mind
In a silver swirl I take a lungful in
Blow a fistful out if you could say you will


King of moon gloomy afternoon
Losing track of word & metre
Make your final touch people talk too much
Madman screams an unknown language


Still shaking in the tear room
Like a sick child
Still shaking nothing reconciled
Like a sick child