Here the soil is barren
Here - nothing grows
But crosses
They - know not what they do
You - your forgiveness
Falls as dew
Nailed upon a wooden frame
Twisted yet unbroken
Open mounted a silent choir
Understood, unspoken
Never was there heard a sound
Until the heavens opened
Now the tide is turning
To other-wordly yearning
Through the sunĀ“s eclipse seems final
Surely he will rise again
check amazon for Triptych mp3 download these lyrics are submitted by musixmatch2 Songwriter(s): Bryan Ferry Record Label(s): Digital Remaster 1999 The copyright in this sound recording is owned by Virgin Records Ltd Official lyrics by