Jesus Knocking On my Door Late last Night and early this morning Window Glass rusting and weary and went straight through didn't hear no warning just a roll of the dice and a precious vice bring you 'round it's easier when I'm wasting my time and I'm losing my mind Oh my mind Try to wait for the sky to fall it's kind of hard now to see it all whisper song of winter in your heart yeah yeah Dead end street just out my back door i heard what seemed a young girl laughing Now raindrops fall away just like souls I wondered if she ever heard mine dying
Another sunny day, I met you up in the garden You were digging plants, I dug you, beg your pardon I took a photograph of you in the herbaceous border It broke the heart of men and flowers and girls and trees
Another rainy day, we're trapped inside with a train set Chocolate on the boil, steamy windows when we met You've got the attic window looking out on the cathedral And on a Sunday evening bells ring out in the dusk
Another day in June, we'll pick eleven for football (Pick eleven for football) We're playing for our lives, the referee gives us fuck all (Referee giving us fuck all) I saw you in the corner of my eye on the sidelines Your dark mascara bids me to historical deeds
Now everybody's gone, you picked me up for a long drive (Picked me up for a long drive) We take the tourist route, the nights are light until midnight (Light until midnight) We took the evening ferry over to the peninsula We found the avenue of trees went up to the hill That crazy avenue of trees, I'm living there still
There's something in my eye, a little midge so beguiling Sacrificed his life to bring us both eye to eye I heard the Eskimos remove obstructions with tongues, dear You missed my eye, I wonder why, I didn't complain You missed my eye, I wonder why, please do it again
The lovin' is a mess, what happened to all of the feeling? (All of the feeling?) I thought it was for real, babies, rings and fools kneeling (Babies, rings and fools kneeling) And words of pledging trust and lifetimes stretching forever So what went wrong? It was a lie, it crumbled apart Ghost figures of past, present, future haunting the heart
KK Downing's Priest is pretty tight, but Halford hits notes their frontman half his age can't. Downing is no spring chicken either. 72? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fak8GbpkEU8
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