The Missing Book

Out into the light, Spirit Dancer, who but you could really look
The sun's eclipsed one perfect answer lies hidden in The Missing Book
Stairs into the window, reflections in water, you can't refuse it now
Statuettes stand in frozen time honouring a stoney vow
Fear not my little one, everybody holds a key
And the Missing Book holds out an answer, hidden as prophecy

And you who took so long to find us
With naked love The Missing Book would bind us
Yes you who took so long to find us
With naked love The Missing Book would bind us

Out into the night, a bird or fire flying to the promised land
Crimson Stains an unseen wire - there's blood upon the timeless sands
Higher and higher, up to the light, till you don't wanna look
The hidden hand grasps a broken lyre and is gashed upon a baited hook

In a search for proof and the word of truth
Everybody comes to play a part
If you came to look upon The Missing Book
You'd take it to your very heart

Through ancient gates over dead men's bones, where the rocks have turned to grass
From a burning cage comes a furnaced page
Enscripted on Phoenician glass
"Through these gates of Tyre" says the prophet psalm "He who's blind will pass
When a godhead stones in a ring of thrones Samson chained in brass"

And you who took so long to find us
With chains of love. The Missing Book would bind us
Yes you who took so long to find us
With naked love The Missing Book would bind us

In a search for proof and the word of truth
Everybody comes to play a part
If you came to look upon The Missing Book
You'd take it to your very heart, your very heart

In Prophecies ... she will be free