Richard Thompson

Richard Thompson
Grey Walls

I took my darling down
To that big grey house down the lane
And then the doctor said
He said it's in her head
She's never going to be right again

I kissed my love goodbye
She didn't blink an eye
They took her down the hall
She never looked back at all

CHORUS
Behind grey walls
Somewhere there's a soul
Behind grey walls
She's out of control
Crying out for help
No one can hear
O Lord have pity on her
O Lord have pity on her

My darling walks the floor
My darling walks the floor
She walks every minute that she can
I heard my darling say
I heard my darling say
She don't know who I am

Cigarette burns down her arm
Said she tried to do herself harm
Tied her arms in the back
Trussed her up like a sack

CHORUS

I saw my darling's face
I saw my darling's face
It looked so pale in the distance
She stared out from her room
Into the dying gloom
And I saw her poor tears glisten

Pills to keep her calm
More punctures than a junkie in her arm
Tied her down on the bed
Seventy volts through her head

CHORUS
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OptimusPrime

Submitted by OptimusPrime at Fri 15 Aug, 2003 3:56 pm

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Language: English

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