Now you're walking that well-healed ground Upon a fragile course 

The Gin Lane talk has been getting you down 

Cos the hero Blake could not be found 

And there's a lot of faking going down 



The smoke that clouded your eyes 

Was a daily event 

And those weren't ghosts they were only men 

Just the beauty that you sensed 

Could heal all indifference 



Beneath the cruel lives and the hard face 

I can't believe what I have found 

I touched the spirit of this ordinary town 

And in the summer heat Under the crowded sheets 

They were feathering the beds 

I felt the spirit Of this place we'd left for dead 



The Darkened streets for a guide 

We Search vainly for your sight 

The Tension rising on every side 

You find comfort in its might 

But that sun burns more than she lights 



Beneath the cruel lives and the hard face 

I can't believe what I have found 

I touched the spirit of this ordinary town 

And in the summer heat Under the crowded sheets 

They were feathering the beds 

I felt the spirit Of this place we'd left for dead

 

Further down in this town 

You hear the common word of mouth 

That back-street talk just a hollow sound 

Cos the hero Blake could not be found 

And there's a lot of faking going down



Beneath the cruel lives and the hard face 

I can't believe what I have found 

I touched the spirit of this ordinary town 

And in the summer heat Under the crowded sheets 

They were feathering the beds 

I felt the spirit Of this place we'd left for dead