In the bleach white light Or the starkest dark I run And every day is irrevocably strange somehow A subtle voice calls from a dark love, "My dove, can you hear me now?" In the sleep-walked halls I am after all Awake When the dark prevails And the midnight veil un-breaks And every day is irrevocably strange somehow A subtle voice calls from a dark love, "My dove, can you hear me now?" In the semblance of the andromeda I pray When my doubt has peaked And my brother falls away Still every day is irrevocably strange somehow A subtle voice calls from a dark love, "My dove, can you hear me now?"