The end of the Line
A calamity at first sight
Now the man in me
don't walk right
Just like a pebble
in my shoe
But you were
a wanderer
A competent one
at that
So it caught me
by surprise
this venerability
That I never thought
I had
But she tried so hard
to say oh
everything you
wanted to
And with an
aching tongue
Oh you spat out
at the world
now not of words
but of a pearl that had
belonged to her
So I went back
to the country
where the air
was mild and sweet
I was in need
of some reprieve
and intermission
Ooh to gather up
my things and to get
back upon my feet
but I can't say
I've got the answers
For it's always
shades of grey
but there's a warmth
in the air
in mid September
And it's enough
across my face just to
remind me that
I'm well upon my way
And I feel the ease
Man I feel it tingle
in my toes
How funny are
the way that these
memories do grow
into some old french
film in black and white
And I know the ropes
'Cause you see
I've said goodbye
to some lovers
Fleshed out and
tied to each other
By that invisible string it
tangles me and when that
morning came up fast
well it broke the fever
square upon its back
And finally I felt
just like I should
Oh the blood
under my fingers warm
the clearing of
a two month storm
now done
So I went back
to the country
where the air
now bitter sweet
And subtle is the change
of my indifference
Oh but strange how
the solitude can leave
a man complete
and I can't wait
till the morning
Be it sunshine
hail or snow
See I do not believe
in superstition
Somewhere amongst
this mess I may have
found some happiness
to call my own
Oh and time is a healer
yeah time is
a friend of mine
And time if you're feelin'
would you be
a friend of mine?
oh I hope you're
a friend of mine