Lying on my bed I was reading french With the light too bright for my senses From this hiding place, life was way too much It was loud and rough round the edges So I faced the wall when an old man called Out of dreams that I would die there But a sight unseen, you were pulling strings And you had a different idea
I was like a child, I was light as straw When my father lifted me up there Took me to a place where they checked my body My soul was floating in thin air I clung to the bed, and I clung to the past And I clung to the welcome darkness But at the end of the night There's a green green light It's the quiet before the madness There was a girl that sang like the chime of a bell She put out her arm and she touched me when I was in hell
Someone sang a song and I sang along Cause I knew the words from my childhood Intellect, ambition they fell away They locked me up for my own good But I didn't mind cause the silence was kind And you spoke to me in whispers There was the sound of the wind in the cold cold dawn And the quiet hum of business Let me dangle a while in this waiting room I don't need to go I don't need to know what your doing
Lying on my side you were half awake and your face was tired and crumpled If I had a camera I'd snap you now cos there's beauty in every stumble We are out of practise we're out of sight On the edge of nobody's empire If we live by books and we live by hope Does that make us targets for gunfire?
Now I look at you you're a mother of two You're a quiet revolution Marching with the crowd singing dirty and loud For the people's emancipation Did I do ok, did I pave the way Was I strong when you were wanting I was tied to the yoke with a decent bloke Who was stern but never daunting And he told me to push and he made me feel well And he told me to leave that vision of hell to the dying