Faith
Catch me if I fall
I'm losing hold
I can't just carry on this way
And every time
I turn away
Lose another blind game
The idea of perfection holds me...
Suddenly I see you change
Everything at once
The same
But the mountain never moves...
Rape
me like a child
Christened in blood
Painted like an unknown saint
There's nothing left but hope...
Your voice is dead
And old
And always empty
Trust in me through closing years
Perfect moments wait...
If only we could stay
Please
Say the right words
Or cry like the stone white clown
And stand
Lost forever in a happy crowd...
No-one
lifts their hands
No-one lifts their eyes
Justified with empty words
The party just gets better and better...
I went
away alone
With nothing left
But faith
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Robert
on 'Faith'...
"Self
explanatory. As optimistic as I could get, it does, or should, offer a note
of hope..." (Cure
News 8 - September 1989).
"About a lack of and desire for faith, of any kind, in anything..."
(Cure News 3 - September 1987)
"I don't think I'll ever write a song that'll ever move me as much
as Faith, that'll change my life as much as that song did, or encapsulates
a period of my life as well as that one does." (Smith Picks, Chicago
Tribune, July 12, 1992 , Greg Kott) |
