Texty: David Gray. A Century Ends. Let The Truth Sting.
The hour is out of joint
The black sun has risen
And the river of words
Is flowing on through
The cages of tradition
And they're handing out emptiness
Well, take it 'cause it's given
Free with this plastic innocence
And these standards of living
And questions lighted questions
Burnin' holes into my head
Hanging like shadows over the sun
Staring out like the eyes of the dead
And sometimes my soul flickers
When the wind of change blows cold
Over the mire of repetition
Down the corridors of Rigmarole
What I say, what I think
What I put down in ink
I'm only trying to find
A way to understand
And I mean no harm
I'm just searching for calm
In the storm of mankind
And do you find it there in the sea of faces
That drowns you everyday
Or in the silence and rubble and empty spaces
Where children and Rottweiler play
Is it buried in the praise given so cheap
With a meaningless movement of the jaws
In the looking glass that flatters you
Or in the rattle of hollow applause
Blind circle, moon and sun body willing, mind undone
One pain ending while another begins
Lies, ruin disease into wounds like these
Let the truth sting
From the hub to the limit
Through the urban hollows
Out into the poles of the extreme
To echo through the numbness
Of these godless minutes
In the shadow of delusions regime
And here watching the night
It opens like a flower
The day starts to rust
Time pound a silent hammer
On his empire of dust
And I'm thinking 'bout the bullet
And the TV screen, the dollar and the clenched fist
And if were searching for peace
How come we still believe
In hatred as the catalyst
Oh, through the borderline in front and behind
One pain ending while another begin
Lies, ruin disease into wounds like these
Let the truth sting, yeah
Let the truth
And I feel it from the pit of my stomach
Into the ditch of my mind
Inside the chambers of my heart
As I stare half blind
At these walls of cardboard
At this space that I've rented
At your beauty that is crumbling
Though you try so hard to prevent it
Oh, on and on body willing, mind undone
One pain ending while another begins
Lies, ruin, disease into wounds like these
Let the truth sting
Let the truth sting
Let the truth sting
Let the truth sting
The black sun has risen
And the river of words
Is flowing on through
The cages of tradition
And they're handing out emptiness
Well, take it 'cause it's given
Free with this plastic innocence
And these standards of living
And questions lighted questions
Burnin' holes into my head
Hanging like shadows over the sun
Staring out like the eyes of the dead
And sometimes my soul flickers
When the wind of change blows cold
Over the mire of repetition
Down the corridors of Rigmarole
What I say, what I think
What I put down in ink
I'm only trying to find
A way to understand
And I mean no harm
I'm just searching for calm
In the storm of mankind
And do you find it there in the sea of faces
That drowns you everyday
Or in the silence and rubble and empty spaces
Where children and Rottweiler play
Is it buried in the praise given so cheap
With a meaningless movement of the jaws
In the looking glass that flatters you
Or in the rattle of hollow applause
Blind circle, moon and sun body willing, mind undone
One pain ending while another begins
Lies, ruin disease into wounds like these
Let the truth sting
From the hub to the limit
Through the urban hollows
Out into the poles of the extreme
To echo through the numbness
Of these godless minutes
In the shadow of delusions regime
And here watching the night
It opens like a flower
The day starts to rust
Time pound a silent hammer
On his empire of dust
And I'm thinking 'bout the bullet
And the TV screen, the dollar and the clenched fist
And if were searching for peace
How come we still believe
In hatred as the catalyst
Oh, through the borderline in front and behind
One pain ending while another begin
Lies, ruin disease into wounds like these
Let the truth sting, yeah
Let the truth
And I feel it from the pit of my stomach
Into the ditch of my mind
Inside the chambers of my heart
As I stare half blind
At these walls of cardboard
At this space that I've rented
At your beauty that is crumbling
Though you try so hard to prevent it
Oh, on and on body willing, mind undone
One pain ending while another begins
Lies, ruin, disease into wounds like these
Let the truth sting
Let the truth sting
Let the truth sting
Let the truth sting
A Century Ends
David Gray