| Song | Blinding Light of Heaven |
| Artist | David Sylvian |
| Album | Damage: Live |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Fripp, Gunn, Sylvian | |
| I count the tables, she counts the trees | |
| I tell her stories, she speaks of everything she sees | |
| I'm in the shade, she's in the blinding light of heaven | |
| Her fire razed my paper boats | |
| And now she stands before me opening the buttons of her coat | |
| I find myself wrapped in the open arms of heaven | |
| She's giving me everything she owns | |
| Electricity | |
| Now he has worked these idle hands | |
| I've turned my back while she's done everything she can | |
| I've lied awake eaten by the poverty of anger | |
| She's giving me directions home | |
| I don't see a thing | |
| Just this gentle glow of halos | |
| He told me of the grace I lacked | |
| He clipped my wings, but now my strength is coming back | |
| I'll lay my case before the open heart of heaven | |
| She's giving me everything she owns | |
| I don't see a thing | |
| Just this gentle glow of halos | |
| She's giving me everything she owns | |
| I don't see a thing | |
| She's giving me directions home | |
| I don't hear a thing | |
| Just this (........) of halos |
| zuo ci : Fripp, Gunn, Sylvian | |
| I count the tables, she counts the trees | |
| I tell her stories, she speaks of everything she sees | |
| I' m in the shade, she' s in the blinding light of heaven | |
| Her fire razed my paper boats | |
| And now she stands before me opening the buttons of her coat | |
| I find myself wrapped in the open arms of heaven | |
| She' s giving me everything she owns | |
| Electricity | |
| Now he has worked these idle hands | |
| I' ve turned my back while she' s done everything she can | |
| I' ve lied awake eaten by the poverty of anger | |
| She' s giving me directions home | |
| I don' t see a thing | |
| Just this gentle glow of halos | |
| He told me of the grace I lacked | |
| He clipped my wings, but now my strength is coming back | |
| I' ll lay my case before the open heart of heaven | |
| She' s giving me everything she owns | |
| I don' t see a thing | |
| Just this gentle glow of halos | |
| She' s giving me everything she owns | |
| I don' t see a thing | |
| She' s giving me directions home | |
| I don' t hear a thing | |
| Just this ........ of halos |
| zuò cí : Fripp, Gunn, Sylvian | |
| I count the tables, she counts the trees | |
| I tell her stories, she speaks of everything she sees | |
| I' m in the shade, she' s in the blinding light of heaven | |
| Her fire razed my paper boats | |
| And now she stands before me opening the buttons of her coat | |
| I find myself wrapped in the open arms of heaven | |
| She' s giving me everything she owns | |
| Electricity | |
| Now he has worked these idle hands | |
| I' ve turned my back while she' s done everything she can | |
| I' ve lied awake eaten by the poverty of anger | |
| She' s giving me directions home | |
| I don' t see a thing | |
| Just this gentle glow of halos | |
| He told me of the grace I lacked | |
| He clipped my wings, but now my strength is coming back | |
| I' ll lay my case before the open heart of heaven | |
| She' s giving me everything she owns | |
| I don' t see a thing | |
| Just this gentle glow of halos | |
| She' s giving me everything she owns | |
| I don' t see a thing | |
| She' s giving me directions home | |
| I don' t hear a thing | |
| Just this ........ of halos |