Steven Wilson
The Séance
[Verse 1]
Under gas light, the joining of hands
Chanting a name over and over
The table tilts, the circle is broken
Doubting no more
They pay what they owe her

[Verse 2]
Disembodied, a luminous hand
Holding the air, passing the current
A voice is channeled, a rope is uncoiled
Flicker the light
And someone is here

[Chorus]
We go following sorrow to free your
Blood spilling out of the reeds there
Give me a sign I can breathe air
Blood flowing out of the stream there
Following sorrow to free your (Give me something new please)
Blood spilling out of the reeds there (Something I can love)
Give me a sign I can breathe air (Give me something new please)
Blood flowing out of the stream there (Something I can love)