David Sylvian
a certain slant of light
There's a certain slant of light,
On winter afternoons
That opresses, like the heft
Of Cathedral Tunes
Heavenly hurt it gives us;
We can find no scar,
But internal difference
Where the meanings are
None may teach it, anything,
'T is the seal, despair,
An imperial affliction
Sent us of the air.
When it comes, the landscape listens,
Shadows hold their breath;
When it goes, 't is like the distance
On the look of death.
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- there’s a light that enters houses with no other house...
- Blemish
- Do You Know Me Now
- Died In The Wool
- Manafon
- Dead Bees On A Cake
- The First Day
- Rain Tree Crow
- Secrets Of The Beehive
- Gone To Earth
- Brilliant Trees
- Miscellaneous
- Everything And Nothing
- Sleepwalkers
- Non-Album Releases
- Moods
- Weatherbox
- Secrets of the Beehive (Reissue) [Remastered]
- The Chillout Album, Classic Edition: Soft Mixed
- Secrets of the Beehive (Remastered 2003)