The Best of 25 Years

I looked out across The river today I saw a city in the fog and an old church tower Where the seagulls play I saw the sad shire horses walking home In the sodium light I saw two priests on the ferry October geese on a cold winter's night And all this

Tied to the tracks and the train's fast coming Strapped to the wing with the engine running You say that this wasn't in your plan And don't mess around with the demolition man Tied to a chair, and the bomb is ticking This situation was not of your pi

Whenever I say your name, whenever I call to mind your face Whatever bread's in my mouth, whatever the sweetest wine that I taste Whenever your memory feeds my soul, whatever got broken becomes whole Whenever I'm filled with doubts that we will be to