Song | The Mercy |
Artist | Peter Hammill |
Album | Thin Air |
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What I once thought was everlasting | |
all of a sudden been and gone. | |
It is finished, it is finished but mercy's moving us along. | |
What can you carry for your brother | |
when you can't stand up on your own? | |
It's hard to keep up, it's hard to keep up, | |
this part you have to do alone. | |
Each time you make a resolution | |
(I get no sense | |
who knows what lies in your intent? | |
of what you meant to say | |
There goes the story, there goes the story, | |
by way of a defence.) | |
here comes the circular descent. | |
If I say "Good night and god bless" | |
I might yet confess I'm hoping to see | |
that when daylight breaks | |
I will face a fait accompli. | |
When the time comes I hope I'll say | |
this is the moment I must stay | |
my hand in mercy. | |
I don't intend to let you go, | |
I never meant to leave you lonely. | |
This is the moment I must show | |
my hand in mercy. | |
What I perceived as everlasting | |
(I might be wrong… | |
now I just see as overlong. | |
you still belong among those | |
Beyond endurance, beyond endurance, | |
hungry to press on.) | |
beyond this point you can't carry on. | |
But I believe what someone told me: | |
when we are pushed right to the edge, | |
right to the limit, when it is finished | |
it is the mercy. | |
So I say "Good night and god bless, sleep tight". | |
Counting sheep and closing my eyes | |
I will drift away from the livelong day, | |
up the wooden hill slowly climb. | |
So I say "Good night and god bless, sleep tight". | |
I must go outside and I might be some time. |
What I once thought was everlasting | |
all of a sudden been and gone. | |
It is finished, it is finished but mercy' s moving us along. | |
What can you carry for your brother | |
when you can' t stand up on your own? | |
It' s hard to keep up, it' s hard to keep up, | |
this part you have to do alone. | |
Each time you make a resolution | |
I get no sense | |
who knows what lies in your intent? | |
of what you meant to say | |
There goes the story, there goes the story, | |
by way of a defence. | |
here comes the circular descent. | |
If I say " Good night and god bless" | |
I might yet confess I' m hoping to see | |
that when daylight breaks | |
I will face a fait accompli. | |
When the time comes I hope I' ll say | |
this is the moment I must stay | |
my hand in mercy. | |
I don' t intend to let you go, | |
I never meant to leave you lonely. | |
This is the moment I must show | |
my hand in mercy. | |
What I perceived as everlasting | |
I might be wrong | |
now I just see as overlong. | |
you still belong among those | |
Beyond endurance, beyond endurance, | |
hungry to press on. | |
beyond this point you can' t carry on. | |
But I believe what someone told me: | |
when we are pushed right to the edge, | |
right to the limit, when it is finished | |
it is the mercy. | |
So I say " Good night and god bless, sleep tight". | |
Counting sheep and closing my eyes | |
I will drift away from the livelong day, | |
up the wooden hill slowly climb. | |
So I say " Good night and god bless, sleep tight". | |
I must go outside and I might be some time. |
What I once thought was everlasting | |
all of a sudden been and gone. | |
It is finished, it is finished but mercy' s moving us along. | |
What can you carry for your brother | |
when you can' t stand up on your own? | |
It' s hard to keep up, it' s hard to keep up, | |
this part you have to do alone. | |
Each time you make a resolution | |
I get no sense | |
who knows what lies in your intent? | |
of what you meant to say | |
There goes the story, there goes the story, | |
by way of a defence. | |
here comes the circular descent. | |
If I say " Good night and god bless" | |
I might yet confess I' m hoping to see | |
that when daylight breaks | |
I will face a fait accompli. | |
When the time comes I hope I' ll say | |
this is the moment I must stay | |
my hand in mercy. | |
I don' t intend to let you go, | |
I never meant to leave you lonely. | |
This is the moment I must show | |
my hand in mercy. | |
What I perceived as everlasting | |
I might be wrong | |
now I just see as overlong. | |
you still belong among those | |
Beyond endurance, beyond endurance, | |
hungry to press on. | |
beyond this point you can' t carry on. | |
But I believe what someone told me: | |
when we are pushed right to the edge, | |
right to the limit, when it is finished | |
it is the mercy. | |
So I say " Good night and god bless, sleep tight". | |
Counting sheep and closing my eyes | |
I will drift away from the livelong day, | |
up the wooden hill slowly climb. | |
So I say " Good night and god bless, sleep tight". | |
I must go outside and I might be some time. |