He stood like Jesus   He smelt like heaven   His eyes were winter      Our story is   The march of the lonely   The march of the lonely   The march of the lonely      Come to me   In my darkness   My dark hero   My tall stranger   Tears of sweat   Cry from our body   The strength and the cruelty   In your gentle nature      We honour the silence, between   Ourselves   Between ourselves   We honour the silence, between   Ourselves   Between ourselves