Dizraeli - Reach Out lyrics
[Dizraeli - Reach Out lyrics]
(Old man it's just an old man
Leave him alone)
Old man creeps in the streets in the puddles
Holds down the need to speak of his troubles
Both hands shake with the Parkinsons
That is starting to break him
Darkening sun sets over the streetlights
A night with no stars in
One shadowy figure steps into a doorway
Where the whores play the
Same games as always
The old man's seen it all before
He could tell you some morbid stories
He's been through four wars and one divorce
Carries a twitch that he got from the Blitz
He’s had a lifelong lover lost to the void
He’s seen his brothers destroyed
By the tick-tock bang bang of reality
Just another picture to hang in the gallery
You need to reach out into the darkness
Before it reaches you you need to reach out
Into the darkness before it reaches you
Old man sit's on train as it rumbles
Over land soaked in rain and struggle
The motion of it shakes his brain in a muddle
Like Boggle dice contained in a bubble
Man stops at stops in his pub crawl
In villages, on grubby stools
He grins and orders in the house double
No rocks in it
Got to sort out his own rubble
His mind is full of mumbles
A jar full of colour in among bubblegum fools
None of these suckers get
Him numbness sets in
Turns his stride to a stumble
Tripping over his feet, back to the train
Rain seeps through cracks in the pane
Window frames him, too old a man for a salary
Just another picture to hang in the gallery
You need to reach out into the darkness
Before it reaches you you'd better reach out
Into the darkness before it reaches you
Leave him alone)
Old man creeps in the streets in the puddles
Holds down the need to speak of his troubles
Both hands shake with the Parkinsons
That is starting to break him
Darkening sun sets over the streetlights
A night with no stars in
One shadowy figure steps into a doorway
Where the whores play the
Same games as always
The old man's seen it all before
He could tell you some morbid stories
He's been through four wars and one divorce
Carries a twitch that he got from the Blitz
He’s had a lifelong lover lost to the void
He’s seen his brothers destroyed
By the tick-tock bang bang of reality
Just another picture to hang in the gallery
You need to reach out into the darkness
Before it reaches you you need to reach out
Into the darkness before it reaches you
Old man sit's on train as it rumbles
Over land soaked in rain and struggle
The motion of it shakes his brain in a muddle
Like Boggle dice contained in a bubble
Man stops at stops in his pub crawl
In villages, on grubby stools
He grins and orders in the house double
No rocks in it
Got to sort out his own rubble
His mind is full of mumbles
A jar full of colour in among bubblegum fools
None of these suckers get
Him numbness sets in
Turns his stride to a stumble
Tripping over his feet, back to the train
Rain seeps through cracks in the pane
Window frames him, too old a man for a salary
Just another picture to hang in the gallery
You need to reach out into the darkness
Before it reaches you you'd better reach out
Into the darkness before it reaches you