Long December
Time will always try to change the colour of his shoes before he tails you
One of these autumnal days you’ll turn around and find him face to face with you
You never saw the man in the army coat and jeans
Lines along his hands, and a shade of nicotine around his eyes
Oh Time will always take you by surprise
Consonants and vowels have made the vows that I have tried to set in stone
Mortar for my meaning oh but Time will make it nothing more than styrofoam
It’s coming like a current from a source up in the hills
Everyone’s a prisoner and no-one’s going to get him to stand still
Oh Time will always make you sleep alone
How am I going to cross the river
How am I going to build a boat
It’s going to be a long December
It’s going to be a long way to go
Somewhere in the Underworld, where lanterns fade and shadows swallow you
I am bargaining with Time cause all I want to do is come and follow you
He’s waiting at the gate for your money and your hand,
I’m standing on the other side and looking out along a no man’s land
Time will always come to take you home
All that we could say before when we had time
Is the road is always longer for the one that’s left behind