WITH THE
TAINT AND THE TARNISH TOUCH COME TO HAUNT ME ONCE MORE IN THE DISTANT
DANCE AND RUST STRANGER GIVE ME YOUR HAND TO HOLD AND I CAN HEAR YOU
CALLING FROM BEYOND THE SAVAGE SHORE.
CAN YOU HEAR MY VOICE ABOVE
THE WASTING WINTER WIND IN THE ALABASTER, MARBLE AND WHITE STATUES
TO THE FALLEN, FEW AND FAR AND I CAN HEAR YOU CALLING FROM BEYOND THE
SAVAGE SHORE.
THE POISONED PROMISE LEFT ME HERE BETWEEN THE KISS AND
THE CARESS OF A STRANGER'S HAND ACROSS THE PLACES WHERE THEY'VE BEEN
BEFORE AND I CAN HEAR YOU CALLING FROM BEYOND THE SAVAGE SHORE.
STRANGER CAN YOU GIVE YOU A HAND TO HOLD? STRANGER WILL YOU
BEFORE THE WIND GROW OLD? STRANGER DID YOU? AND I CAN HEAR YOU
CALLING FROM BEYOND THE SAVAGE SHORE.
STRANGER TO WHO STRANGER
TO ME STRANGER TO YOU AND I CAN HEAR YOU CALLING FROM BEYOND THE
SAVAGE SHORE AND I CAN HEAR YOU CALLING FROM BEYOND THE SAVAGE SHORE.
