Gary Brooker - Nothing but the truth

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It seems as clear as yesterday
We saw it in a dream
but dream became insanity
an awful gaping scream
So sad to see such emptiness
So sad to see such tears
And heaped up leaves of bitterness
turned mouldy down the years

Nothing but the truth.
Common words in use
Hard to find excuse
Harder than the truth

Like Icarus we flew too high
We flew too near the sun
They caught us in that awful glare
Our hapless throats were strung
But just before the final stroke
They took us victims of the rope
And cast us far beyond the deep
To lie in never ending sleep

It seems as clear as yesterday
They cast us in the deep
We lie in darkest night for good
Never ending sleep
A never ending bitter gloom
Whose dungeon seldom clears
A God forsaken emptiness
Which fills our hearts with tears



Inne utwory

  • The angler
  • Angelina
  • Say it Aaint so Joe
  • Saw the fire
  • Keith reid
  • Trick of the night
  • Hang on rose
  • Home loving
  • Let me in
  • Low flying birds
  • Two fools in love
  • Give me something to remember
  • Old Manhattan melodies
  • Savannah
  • The cycle
  • Another way
  • Within our house
  • Count me out
  • Lead me to the water
  • Losowe utwory

    And here I stand

    And here I stand, redskin fist of power
    Clawing at the stains of racism
    It turns to black, cos you re so very credible
    But you keep losing track

    cos You don t, my colour in your melting pot of love
    Where everybody is brown
    So here I...

    Sitting in my tree

    I often sit alone up in a tree
    Waving to the ones that wave at me
    I think well just how stupid can they be
    Waving to a man up in a tree

    What they don t know is I am counting them
    I...

    Count me out

    When it s time for me to go
    and I hear that whistle blow
    I ll be waiting in line day or night
    Take my hand and lead me down
    Lay my burden on the ground
    Break these chains and let me stand in the...

    ¯oliborz-Mokotów

    Ulice ¯oliborza
    Bloki Mokotowa
    Podró¿ na po³udnie
    Tam gdzie nie ma
    ju¿ niczego
    Piosenka w radiu
    Elvis albo Billy Idol
    Patrz±c prosto w s³oñce,
    czekam na jutro

    Ch³opak z ¯oliborza
    Dziewczyna z Mokotowa
    Kalejdoskop
    bez pocz±tku
    i bez koñca
    Nie wiem, gdzie jestem
    Bloki i otwarta przestrzeñ

    Give me something to remember

    So many ships have slipped on by in the night
    I couldn t keep the score
    Until you tied up in the harbour with me
    And I prayed we d share something more
    Maybe we both tried just a bit too hard
    New loves so...