The Divine Comedy - Motorway To Damascus lyrics
[The Divine Comedy - Motorway To Damascus lyrics]
Daybreak on the motorway to Damascus
A heavenly angel flagged me down and
Asked for a ride into town
For God's sake, on the motorway to Damascus
This heavenly angel, wise and pure
Proceeded with a guided tour:
"Behold! A shining city of
Silver grey and white
Of solar panelled rooftops glinting
In the light
And wind power generators turning
Soundlessly through the night"
Mid day on the motorway to Damascus
The heavenly angel flapped it's wings and
Told me more exciting things
Like how one day this motorway to Damascus
Would disappear without trace
The unsustainable replaced
"Behold! The new New Forest in
Four hundred shades of green
Stretching out before us where it
Always should have been
A botanical thesaurus for as far
As the eye can see"
Nightfall on the motorway to Damascus
The heavenly angel looked at
Me and said "Well, what's it gonna be?
The long haul
Or the shorter way to Damascus?
Choose with care and you will find that
One day there will come a time
When the silhouetted ruins of
The crumbling cooling towers
Are but ivy-clad reminders of
A long-forgotten power"
Must the monkeys leave Gibraltar's rock
And ravens flee the Tower
Before we look and see ourselves
For what we really are?
A heavenly angel flagged me down and
Asked for a ride into town
For God's sake, on the motorway to Damascus
This heavenly angel, wise and pure
Proceeded with a guided tour:
"Behold! A shining city of
Silver grey and white
Of solar panelled rooftops glinting
In the light
And wind power generators turning
Soundlessly through the night"
Mid day on the motorway to Damascus
The heavenly angel flapped it's wings and
Told me more exciting things
Like how one day this motorway to Damascus
Would disappear without trace
The unsustainable replaced
"Behold! The new New Forest in
Four hundred shades of green
Stretching out before us where it
Always should have been
A botanical thesaurus for as far
As the eye can see"
Nightfall on the motorway to Damascus
The heavenly angel looked at
Me and said "Well, what's it gonna be?
The long haul
Or the shorter way to Damascus?
Choose with care and you will find that
One day there will come a time
When the silhouetted ruins of
The crumbling cooling towers
Are but ivy-clad reminders of
A long-forgotten power"
Must the monkeys leave Gibraltar's rock
And ravens flee the Tower
Before we look and see ourselves
For what we really are?