Lyrics Peter Murphy

Peter Murphy

I Am My Own Name

I am my own name

I am my own

I am my own name, my own name

My own name

My own name

I am

No thin pixie

White and drawn

No shaded shadow

No monk head shorn

No jaded shock star

Or blackened thorn

No heathen cynic

No lover scorned

A seeking searcher

A shifting shape

A spirit lifter

Where the sea doth break

I fought the misers pawn to king

Where death drew sick

I call out the ring

Move and shimmer

In the magical dust

Swing the lanterns of the Sacred

I am my own name

I am my own

I am my own name

My own name

My own name

My own name

I am

I fought the misers

Pawn to king

Where death drew out

Call out The Ring

Move shimmer in the magical dust

Swing the lanterns at the sacred Musk

No pixie, nor white and drawn

No shaded shadow

No monk head shorn

No jaded shock star

No blackened thorn

No...

Seeking searcher

Shifting shape

I am my own

I am my own name

I am my own name

I am my own name

How is the new baby

This is a pitiful country around

How is the new baby

This is a pitiful country around here

I am my own

I am my own

I am my own

I am my own

I am my own

I am my own name

I am my own

How is the new baby

This is a pitiful country around

How is the new baby

This is a pitiful country around here

I am my own name