The Poorest Waltz Lyrics

Across the cedar covered river
Within the night that covers them
Up the hill toward dark gates
An approach so sweet yet againProffer the sightless with wine
Crank the old gramophoneTo go up and dance with the blind girls
A secret so holy and dire
To waltz in the arms of innocence
Hushed delights from the choirShadows long and playful
Cast with broken old candles
Gowns worn and stressed
Yet graceful in tired old sandalsStrike up the scratchy old music
Tonight they won't dance aloneAlas, the music does fade
Back to the village they creep
And leave the sanatorium
Its bars and rules, Just so
Songwriters
AARON STAINTHORPE, ANDREW DAVID CRAIGHAN, HAMISH GLENCROSSPublished by

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group