| Song | Political Lies |
| Artist | Robin Williamson |
| Album | The Iron Stone |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | Political Lies - Robin Williamson |
| [00:11.61] | Written by:Robin Williamson/Steve Lake |
| [00:23.23] | In the summer that my son was born |
| [00:28.72] | In the same changing town that fathered me |
| [00:33.30] | I retraced many steps trying |
| [00:35.40] | To fill my own footsteps |
| [00:38.74] | But this is the truth perhaps there is no return |
| [00:44.71] | Political lies political promises |
| [00:49.90] | This shadow everywhere |
| [00:52.70] | Sense of powerlessness |
| [00:55.85] | You and I left stumbling |
| [00:58.23] | In their blindness |
| [00:59.72] | The blindness of Wall Street |
| [01:02.74] | Moscow |
| [01:03.43] | And White Hall |
| [01:14.17] | How many miles I walked by the union canal |
| [01:19.50] | Thinking of the hands that made it |
| [01:22.04] | The hands of the navies |
| [01:24.75] | Thinking of the patient horses |
| [01:27.28] | That pulled along the barges |
| [01:29.74] | Whose tow ropes have rubbed groves |
| [01:32.00] | On the pillars of the bridges |
| [01:34.22] | And I thought this What rubs you rubs me |
| [01:41.13] | Political lies political promises |
| [01:46.21] | This shadow everywhere |
| [01:48.72] | The sense of powerlessness |
| [01:51.83] | You and I left waiting in the history |
| [01:55.39] | A history of mystery a history of betrayal |
| [02:09.82] | All along the banks of the union canal |
| [02:15.15] | I walked in the flaming sunset |
| [02:16.94] | Of one summer's evening |
| [02:20.28] | Scottish skin head glue head Scottish flag |
| [02:22.79] | The tune in his head |
| [02:23.95] | Looks at the sky and asks me |
| [02:26.42] | What does it mean |
| [02:31.11] | Political lies political promises |
| [02:35.89] | This shadow everywhere |
| [02:37.98] | The sense of powerlessness |
| [02:41.66] | You and I left basking in the anguish |
| [02:45.42] | The anguish of those we have failed to hear |
| [03:09.48] | In the night I listen to my own darkness |
| [03:15.12] | I think being born and dying have the same tax bases |
| [03:19.61] | I think about the signature of God on the prison |
| [03:23.84] | And about following sides and becoming lost again |
| [03:30.37] | Political lies political promises |
| [03:35.27] | This shadow everywhere the sense of powerlessness |
| [03:40.65] | And you and I left with the same old question |
| [03:45.07] | The sheer unspeakable strangeness |
| [03:47.76] | Of being here at all |
| [00:00.00] | Political Lies - Robin Williamson |
| [00:11.61] | Written by: Robin Williamson Steve Lake |
| [00:23.23] | In the summer that my son was born |
| [00:28.72] | In the same changing town that fathered me |
| [00:33.30] | I retraced many steps trying |
| [00:35.40] | To fill my own footsteps |
| [00:38.74] | But this is the truth perhaps there is no return |
| [00:44.71] | Political lies political promises |
| [00:49.90] | This shadow everywhere |
| [00:52.70] | Sense of powerlessness |
| [00:55.85] | You and I left stumbling |
| [00:58.23] | In their blindness |
| [00:59.72] | The blindness of Wall Street |
| [01:02.74] | Moscow |
| [01:03.43] | And White Hall |
| [01:14.17] | How many miles I walked by the union canal |
| [01:19.50] | Thinking of the hands that made it |
| [01:22.04] | The hands of the navies |
| [01:24.75] | Thinking of the patient horses |
| [01:27.28] | That pulled along the barges |
| [01:29.74] | Whose tow ropes have rubbed groves |
| [01:32.00] | On the pillars of the bridges |
| [01:34.22] | And I thought this What rubs you rubs me |
| [01:41.13] | Political lies political promises |
| [01:46.21] | This shadow everywhere |
| [01:48.72] | The sense of powerlessness |
| [01:51.83] | You and I left waiting in the history |
| [01:55.39] | A history of mystery a history of betrayal |
| [02:09.82] | All along the banks of the union canal |
| [02:15.15] | I walked in the flaming sunset |
| [02:16.94] | Of one summer' s evening |
| [02:20.28] | Scottish skin head glue head Scottish flag |
| [02:22.79] | The tune in his head |
| [02:23.95] | Looks at the sky and asks me |
| [02:26.42] | What does it mean |
| [02:31.11] | Political lies political promises |
| [02:35.89] | This shadow everywhere |
| [02:37.98] | The sense of powerlessness |
| [02:41.66] | You and I left basking in the anguish |
| [02:45.42] | The anguish of those we have failed to hear |
| [03:09.48] | In the night I listen to my own darkness |
| [03:15.12] | I think being born and dying have the same tax bases |
| [03:19.61] | I think about the signature of God on the prison |
| [03:23.84] | And about following sides and becoming lost again |
| [03:30.37] | Political lies political promises |
| [03:35.27] | This shadow everywhere the sense of powerlessness |
| [03:40.65] | And you and I left with the same old question |
| [03:45.07] | The sheer unspeakable strangeness |
| [03:47.76] | Of being here at all |
| [00:00.00] | Political Lies - Robin Williamson |
| [00:11.61] | Written by: Robin Williamson Steve Lake |
| [00:23.23] | In the summer that my son was born |
| [00:28.72] | In the same changing town that fathered me |
| [00:33.30] | I retraced many steps trying |
| [00:35.40] | To fill my own footsteps |
| [00:38.74] | But this is the truth perhaps there is no return |
| [00:44.71] | Political lies political promises |
| [00:49.90] | This shadow everywhere |
| [00:52.70] | Sense of powerlessness |
| [00:55.85] | You and I left stumbling |
| [00:58.23] | In their blindness |
| [00:59.72] | The blindness of Wall Street |
| [01:02.74] | Moscow |
| [01:03.43] | And White Hall |
| [01:14.17] | How many miles I walked by the union canal |
| [01:19.50] | Thinking of the hands that made it |
| [01:22.04] | The hands of the navies |
| [01:24.75] | Thinking of the patient horses |
| [01:27.28] | That pulled along the barges |
| [01:29.74] | Whose tow ropes have rubbed groves |
| [01:32.00] | On the pillars of the bridges |
| [01:34.22] | And I thought this What rubs you rubs me |
| [01:41.13] | Political lies political promises |
| [01:46.21] | This shadow everywhere |
| [01:48.72] | The sense of powerlessness |
| [01:51.83] | You and I left waiting in the history |
| [01:55.39] | A history of mystery a history of betrayal |
| [02:09.82] | All along the banks of the union canal |
| [02:15.15] | I walked in the flaming sunset |
| [02:16.94] | Of one summer' s evening |
| [02:20.28] | Scottish skin head glue head Scottish flag |
| [02:22.79] | The tune in his head |
| [02:23.95] | Looks at the sky and asks me |
| [02:26.42] | What does it mean |
| [02:31.11] | Political lies political promises |
| [02:35.89] | This shadow everywhere |
| [02:37.98] | The sense of powerlessness |
| [02:41.66] | You and I left basking in the anguish |
| [02:45.42] | The anguish of those we have failed to hear |
| [03:09.48] | In the night I listen to my own darkness |
| [03:15.12] | I think being born and dying have the same tax bases |
| [03:19.61] | I think about the signature of God on the prison |
| [03:23.84] | And about following sides and becoming lost again |
| [03:30.37] | Political lies political promises |
| [03:35.27] | This shadow everywhere the sense of powerlessness |
| [03:40.65] | And you and I left with the same old question |
| [03:45.07] | The sheer unspeakable strangeness |
| [03:47.76] | Of being here at all |