Can you hear the sound. of the fiddle and the drum ?. passing them fade. Can you hear the sound. of chanting in the streets ?. screaming for better days..
Do you ever think that we might be the same. Or do you see the world in such a different way?. It seems that parties, raves and lazy summer days. Have now all gone.
Been some places in my time. Seen some faces down the line. Nothing like you, ain't nothing like you. Nothing like you, ain't nothing like you. . North wind blowing cracks my lips.
So I find myself among. The brave Southseastern hills. Running like a madman on the moor. Let the sweet Atlantic rain. Wash away my youth. The Men-An-Tol shone strangely in the storm.
She's the maid of the river. So beautiful plain. As fresh as the country. That gave her her name. As crips as the snow. And as swift as the rain. he shone like the sun.
When youre staring at the walls. And your heart begins to sink. Seems that no-one ever calls. And youve nothing left to think. . Well, I would love to make u happy.
There's one too many, two too many holes. Getting bigger in the garden wall. And the people looking in are getting busy,getting bad. Trying to suss it all.
The life that I have chosen. And there will be content. And the salt sea shall be frozen. Before that I repent. Repent I shall not ever. Until the day I die.
Wasting time at nowhere very special. Seems almost a part of it these days. I know every crack along the pavement. I remember what you said in '88. . You said: 'It's time to leave this town.
(US mix, remixed by Andy Wallace). . There's one too many, two too many holes. Getting bigger in the garden wall. And the people looking in are getting busy, getting bad.
Do you fancy a drink,. Just the one,. To clear your head,. We won't be long.. It's a beautiful day,. To waste away,. There's plenty of time,. For another one..
Look out. And the ship that you sailed now has gone. Without you, has left you all alone. And you just stood and watched. . Look out for the last man alive.
They took me to the battlefield. Saw the mushroom clouds. Said 'I can see the colors. Even when my head is bowed'. And they showed me the destruction.
Julie was a lonely girl. She said she was born that way. She always felt that way. She left home at age sixteen. . Got a job what you're supposed to do.
There's a young boy in the queue. Not much else for him to do. He's had a drink, he's had a few. Down the pub on Hope Street. . Dear old lady, you're looking thin.
Tell me now I want the answers for. 'Famine Starvation Bloodshed War'. All the blood that's run before. Why can't politician's fight their own law?. .
I'm in pain baby,. A little hung over maybe. Have you seen my head. Has anybody seen my head. Just when did I become invisible. Tell me when did I become invisible.
You know the sky is blue. And the wind cuts right through. The sun shines on you alone. Every step takes you nearer, nearer home. And I love the river.
You know the sky is blue. And the wind cuts right through. The sun shines on you alone. Every step takes you nearer, nearer home. And I love the river.
Pushed from the start. Do it right and maybe you'll take a part. Call a spade a spade. . Put on your blinkers maybe then you'll be made. To walk the streets.