Hector Zazou / Siouxsie Sioux ----- The Lighthouse

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Hector Zazou / Siouxsie Sioux ----- The Lighthouse

"Although this poem is a spooky, sinister tale,  it brings back some of the few warm memories I have of my adolescent 'time' I did in school, which which was built like a prison, all grey stone and echoing corridors. The English literature class was a beacon of light in this miserable institution of learning. Friday, 18th February '94, budgie  myself take a train up to Paris and I take my copy of Flannan Isle with me. It was very cold and by Sunday, a thick snow had started to fall. I was due to go to the studio by late afternoon. I did and within a few hours, 'The Lighthouse' was born. By now the snow had covered Paris. Undisturbed, silent & utterly breathtaking. We all left the studio together into the fantastic white night..." - Siouxsie

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A winter's day broke blue and bright
With glancing sun and glancing spray
As o'er the swell our boat made way
As gallant as a gull in flight

But as we neared the lonely isle
And looked up at the naked height
And saw the lighthouse towering white
With blinding lantern that all night

Had never shot a spark
Of comfort in the dark

So ghostly in the cold sunlight
Seemed that we were struck awhile
With wonder what a dread for words
So ghostly in the cold sunlight

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