Mother And Child - David Sylvian, Jan Bang

Shadows form knights and pawns upon the squares

Blood is drawn up from the well

Secret signs brought the crime right to your door

An innocent guilty as hell

Oh, the cot is open wide

Damp with milk and honey

Gone the mother and the child

In Jesus name

Oh, the cot is open wide

Damp with milk and honey

Gone the mother and the child

In Jesus name

Should they be waiting there on my return

I may run into their arms

Walking on a razor’s edge, unconcerned

Game is lost again, I’ll never learn