"world without end"



Ten days through the time to get over it

Sinking in, all of it, nothing to say

Telephone silent, my watch counts the seconds down

Wait to be beckoned down, out of the way

I want them to know that it hurts when they mention your name

They don't have to tell me it's over; the whole situation's insane

It's all very well for me sitting here drowning my pride

It could have been easier going to see you tonight. 



One day I hope you'll be able to think of me 

Not as an enemy, more as a friend

One day I'll wake from the nightmare of history

Life has its mysteries, world without end



I put on a record and stare at the hourglass

Watching the seconds pass, minute by day

I pick up a pen and I write down an opening

Desperately hoping for something to say

Writing is cowardice, shooting from well out of range

Part of the truce in our holy war; eventually something might change. 

You, on the other hand, don't hesitate to attack

The smile from the coffee-cup blinds to the stab in the back



One day I hope you'll be able to think of me 

Not as an enemy, more as a friend

One day I'll wake from the nightmare of history

Life has its mysteries, world without end



I think that I saw you last week in a shopping mall

Then at a party, or after a show

All that I wanted to do was call out to you

Let down my armour and just let you know

But I hadn't the stomach for such a grand gesture that day

You never acknowledged my presence; I smiled as you wandered away

And I was left standing there, blood on my hands, on the floor

I don't want to hate you, I don't want to hurt any more



One day I hope you'll be able to think of me 

Not as an enemy, more as a friend

One day I'll wake from the nightmare of history

Life has its mysteries, world without end

World without end