Cuts You Up - Peter Murphy

I find you in the morning

After dreams of distant signs

You pour yourself over me

Like the sun through the blinds

You lift me up and get me out

Keep me walking but never shout

Hold the secret close, I hear you say

(Here we go)

You know the way, it throws about

It takes you in and spits you out

It spits you out when you desire

To conquer it, to feel you’re higher

To follow it you must be clean

With mistakes that you do mean

Move the heart and switch the pace

Look for what seems out of place

On and on it goes

Calling like a distant wind

Oh, through the zero hour we’ll walk

We’ll cut the thick and break the thin

No sound to break, no moment clear

When all the doubts are crystal clear

Crashing hard into the secret wind

You know the way, it twists and turns

Changing colour, spinning yarns

You know the way, it leaves you dry

It cuts you up and takes you high

You know the way, it’s painted gold

Is it honey?

Is it cold?

You know the way, it throws about

It takes you in and spits you out

(Oh…) Cuts you up

(Oh…) Cuts you up

(Oh…) Cuts you up

La, la-la-la-la, la, la-la-la-la-la

La-la-la-la-la-la, la, la, la

Oh…

Oh…

You know the way, it throws about

It takes you in and spits you out

It spits you out when you desire

To conquer it, to feel you’re higher

To follow it you must be clean

With mistakes that you do mean

Move the heart, switch the pace

Look for what seems out of place

(Oh…) Cuts you up

(Oh…) Cuts you up

It’s OK, it goes this way

The line it twists, it twists away

Cuts you up and spits you out

Keeps you walking but never shout

It’s OK, it goes this way

The line it twists, it twists away

Cuts you up and spits you out

Keeps you walking but, ah, never shout

La, la-la-la-la, la, la-la-la-la-la

La, la, la-la, la, la, la

La, la-la-la-la, la, la-la-la-la-la

La, la-la-la-la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la-la-la-la, la, la-la-la-la-la

La, la, la-la, la, la, la

Oh, oh-oh, oh

Oh…