Suspirium / Suspirium Finale
this is a waltz thinking about our bodies
what they mean for our salvation
with only the clothes that we stand up in
just the ground on which we stand
is the darkness ours to take?
bathed in lightness, bathed in heat
all is well as long as we keep spinning
here and now dancing behind the wall
and the old songs and laughter we hear
all forgiven, always and never been true
when I arrive, will you come and find me?
or in a crowd be one of them?
mother wants us back beside her
no tomorrows, at peace