Mary Waits In Silence

I shall return no more The sea covers me To pick gold from the skies I shall wait beneath the spaces I shall return no more Imperium et nihil The silence has folded Inside and out And Mary waits in silence Imperium nihil est In the gap between His thought and his word Something is finished And something is born In the place where words cease In the moment when Actions no longer matter Oh the sky may darken The curtain tear She shall wait Silver dust falls from her hair Waits a span or a time Sketches of her life swirl Around her silence silent The sounds of her silence The forms that they take They cover me still My fingers twist in pain Words are finished And I come swiftly And with a vengeance And Mary waits in silence --- Mary Waits in Silence - Current 93