Jack Bruce - Weird of Hermiston lyrics
[Jack Bruce - Weird of Hermiston lyrics]
I'm going to a party, won't be back
And I'm not going with you no
Trees are no longer a comfort
Messages sad in the wires
My hair is hung down with the
Blackest of rain that I'm feeling
I'm going to the river, wash my tears
I'm going to the mountains, cool my fears
That I'm not going with you no
Skies are no longer a comfort
Leaves turning black with the autumn
The corn is hung down with the
Heaviest weight that I'm feeling
I'm going to a funeral dressed in white
I'm going to a nightclub, to sleep with night
And I'm not going with you no
Love is no longer a comfort
Fantastic times are forgotten
My heart is hung down with the
Saddest of rain that I'm feeling