In your room
Where time stands still
Or moves at your will
Will you let the morning come soon
Or will you leave me lying here?
In your favourite darkness
Your favourite half-light
Your favourite consciousness
Your favourite slave
In your room
Where souls disappear
Only you exist here
Will you lead me to your armchair
Or leave me lying here?
Your favourite innocence
Your favourite prize
Your favourite smile
Your favourite slave
I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?
I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?
I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?
In your room
Your burning eyes
Cause flames to arise
Will you let the fire die down soon?
Or will I always be here
Your favourite passion
Your favourite game
Your favourite mirror
Your favourite slave
I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?
I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?
I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?
I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?
Where time stands still
Or moves at your will
Will you let the morning come soon
Or will you leave me lying here?
In your favourite darkness
Your favourite half-light
Your favourite consciousness
Your favourite slave
In your room
Where souls disappear
Only you exist here
Will you lead me to your armchair
Or leave me lying here?
Your favourite innocence
Your favourite prize
Your favourite smile
Your favourite slave
I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?
I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?
I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?
In your room
Your burning eyes
Cause flames to arise
Will you let the fire die down soon?
Or will I always be here
Your favourite passion
Your favourite game
Your favourite mirror
Your favourite slave
I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?
I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?
I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?
I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?
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To Martin Gore love, desire and religion are just three different incarnations of one underlying human need, a craving to overcome the profound loneliness of every human being.
In this way many of his songs can be interpreted on different layers: love, sex, religion - anything that makes you feel being part of something.
But consequently Martin goes one step further into total surrender and oblivious self-abandonment. It's the ultimate state of peace of mind that corresponds with the deathwish that's resonates in many of his songs.
In Your Room perfectly fits into this principal theme, but does so in the most sensual way of all Mode songs.
BTW: The live version on the SOFAD live album is the only good reason to buy this one at all. Listening to it at 3 o'clock in the morning gives me shivers down my spine and makes my skin crawl.