The Rapture Siouxsie and the Banshees

Oh pull on the rein
And haul me in
Back to the start
Where eyes first blink to see
A flowing mane
A cut-glass limb
And they're falling, soaring so rhythmically

Falling, falling
Falling, soaring so rhythmically

Ohh, ohh, ohh-ohh
Ohh, ohh, ohh-ohh

Oh pull on the rein
And haul me in
Back to the start
Rebirthed in ecstasy
With cherubim and seraphim
When I was falling, soaring
Falling, soaring so rhythmically
Falling, soaring
Falling for you so completely

The rapture
Unfurling blues and greens
The rapture
A swirling violet stream
Mystic majestic
Entangled in a web of curling vapour thread
Encaptured
By forces unforeseen
Enraptured
An eclipse intoxicating
Strangely not inside
Strangely not outside
Drowning in the middle of an eerie transition
And I don't know, and I don't know
And I don't know your name
Never been alive
Yet I haven't died
I hover disembodied in a semi-wakened haze