Song | Mercy Street |
Artist | Peter Gabriel |
Album | And I'll Scratch Yours |
Artist:peter gabriel | |
Songs Title:mercy street | |
looking down on empty streets, all she can see | |
are the dreams all made solid | |
are the dreams all made real | |
all of the buildings, all of those cars | |
were once just a dream | |
in somebody's head | |
she pictures the broken glass, she pictures the steam | |
she pictures a soul | |
with no leak at the seam | |
let's take the boat out | |
wait until darkness | |
let's take the boat out | |
wait until darkness comes | |
nowhere in the corridors of pale green and grey | |
nowhere in the suburbs | |
in the cold light of day | |
there in the midst of it so alive and alone | |
words support like bone | |
dreaming of mercy street | |
wear your inside out | |
dreaming of mercy | |
in your daddy's arms again | |
dreaming of mercy street | |
swear they moved that sign | |
dreaming of mercy | |
in your daddy's arms | |
pulling out the papers from the drawers that slide smooth | |
tugging at the darkness, word upon word | |
confessing all the secret things in the warm velvet box | |
to the priest-he's the doctor | |
he can handle the shocks | |
dreaming of the tenderness-the tremble in the hips | |
of kissing Mary's lips | |
dreaming of mercy street | |
wear your insides out | |
dreaming of mercy | |
in your daddy's arms again | |
dreaming of mercy street | |
swear they moved that sign | |
looking for mercy | |
in your daddy's arms | |
mercy, mercy, looking for mercy | |
mercy, mercy, looking for mercy | |
Anne, with her father is out in the boat | |
riding the water | |
riding the waves on the sea |
Artist: peter gabriel | |
Songs Title: mercy street | |
looking down on empty streets, all she can see | |
are the dreams all made solid | |
are the dreams all made real | |
all of the buildings, all of those cars | |
were once just a dream | |
in somebody' s head | |
she pictures the broken glass, she pictures the steam | |
she pictures a soul | |
with no leak at the seam | |
let' s take the boat out | |
wait until darkness | |
let' s take the boat out | |
wait until darkness comes | |
nowhere in the corridors of pale green and grey | |
nowhere in the suburbs | |
in the cold light of day | |
there in the midst of it so alive and alone | |
words support like bone | |
dreaming of mercy street | |
wear your inside out | |
dreaming of mercy | |
in your daddy' s arms again | |
dreaming of mercy street | |
swear they moved that sign | |
dreaming of mercy | |
in your daddy' s arms | |
pulling out the papers from the drawers that slide smooth | |
tugging at the darkness, word upon word | |
confessing all the secret things in the warm velvet box | |
to the priesthe' s the doctor | |
he can handle the shocks | |
dreaming of the tendernessthe tremble in the hips | |
of kissing Mary' s lips | |
dreaming of mercy street | |
wear your insides out | |
dreaming of mercy | |
in your daddy' s arms again | |
dreaming of mercy street | |
swear they moved that sign | |
looking for mercy | |
in your daddy' s arms | |
mercy, mercy, looking for mercy | |
mercy, mercy, looking for mercy | |
Anne, with her father is out in the boat | |
riding the water | |
riding the waves on the sea |