I - Divided Cousins The gypsy girl stood quite alone Her eyes were brightly shining Her head was in the clouds Where she had found the silver lining And all the while the crippled boy Was dancing with his lady fair While I stood on the sidelines Trying to make out that I wasn't there. So loud the music grew and grew With ever greater pain I stepped back in the shadows For I could not stand the strain I tried to look, my eyes were blind I tried to speak but could not find The words to say. They left me lying where I lay I could not bear the light of day. Treat me kindly dear blue angel Deepest colour of the night Be merciful, be gentle For I have no strength to fight. II - Half Worlds Apart Cousins So I lay in half world dream state Pressed like a flower in the pages of a half book Words in softly spoken whispers Steal through the silence of the blue veiled half light The best of questions have no answers The best of answers need no questions Born on the quest for a wave of half peace Acquired in a Dresden china cuplet Bound in the chains of the half book binding Half way to my half life. Treat me kindly dear blue angel Deepest colour of the night Be merciful, be gentle For I have no strength to fight. So she lay in half museum Pinned like a bu*terfly which failed to reach its half life Tender moments left half spoken Lost like an orphan in the pleasures of the dream state A man of honour has no secrets How can I be a man of secrets Trapped in the web of the woven blue veil Peering to find the angel weaver Most sacred saviour of the silver lining Half way to my half life. Treat me kindly dear blue angel Deepest colour of the night Be merciful, be gentle For I have no strength to fight. III - At Rest Cousins Sleep the sleep of peace my love And I will let you be I alone can comfort I alone can set you free I will be your healer And give you back your pride In times of need remember me At rest here by your side. When the hour of darkness comes And time itself stands still When voices from the future Seem to come and go at will I will be your servant Your ever constant guide When all is lost remember me At rest here by your side. The wisdom of the fool is such That he alone is sane So delicate the balance That e'er the moon could wax and wane I will be your teacher And show you where to hide When all else fails remember me At rest here by your side. Treat me kindly dear blue angel Deepest colour of the night Be merciful, be gentle For I have no strength to fight.