Woorden: Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. Darker With The Day.

As so with that, I thought I'd take a final walk
The tide of public opinion had started to abate
The neighbours, bless them, had
turned out to be all talk
I could see their frightened faces
peering at me trough the gate

I was looking for an end to this, for some kind of closure
Time moved so rapidly, I had no hope
of keeping track of it
I thought of my friends who had died of exposure
And I remembered other ones who
had died from the lack of it

And in my best shoes I started falling
forward down the street
I stopped at a church and jostled trough the crowd
And love followed just behind me
panting at my feet
At the steeple tore the stomach from a lonely little cloud

Inside I sat, seeking the presence of a God
I searched trough the pictures in a
leather-bound book
I found a woolly lamb dozing in an issue of blood
And a gilled Jesus shivering on a
fisherman's hook

Babe
It seems so long
Since you've been gone away
And I
Just got to say
That it grows darker with the day

Back on the street I saw a great big smiling sun
It was a Good day and an Evil day and
all was bright and new
And it seemed to me that most
destruction was beeing done
By those who could not choose
between the two

Amateurs, dilettantes, hacks, cowboya, clones
The streets groan with little Caesars,
Napoleons and cunts
With their building blocks and their tiny
plastic phones
Counting on their fingers, with crumbs
down their fronts

I passed by your garden, saw you with your flowers
The Mangolias, Camellias and Azaleas so sweet
And I stood there invisible in the panicking crowds
You looked so beatiful in the rising heat

I smell smoke, see little fires bursting on the lawns
People carry on regardless, listening to their hands
Great cracks appear in the pavement,
the earth yawns
Bored and disgusted, to do us down

Babe
It seems so long
Since you've been gone
And I
Just got to say
That it grows darker with the day

These streets are frozen now
I come and go
Full of a longing for something I do
not know
My father sits slumped in the
deepening snow
As I search, in and out, above,
about, below

Babe
It seems so long
Since you went away
And I
Just got to say
That it grows darker with the day