Fields Of The Nephilim - The Tower

Hide away from the raging sun
You hide your love from the fire beyond

She can't see visions of this force below
Freezes her life through (garbled "in a joke" ???)
She heads to the voice of this rainy day
And it cries like a choir in her mind to stay
It's "Sister hold now, hold now, hold your head
Dream a cloud put out the fire which is your bed!"
She then danced through the kitchen through the force below
And it cries "How fun! But oh so slow..."

Just living, like a dreamless child with hatred
Just living, like a dreamless child with hatred

She's never been quite as cut by life before,
Never been cut by way of life before

Hide away from the raging sun,
You hide your love from the fire beyond