Seven Years — текст песни (cowboy junkies)

Havent seen the sun for seven days

Novembers got her nails dug in deep

Havent seen my son for seven years

And the chances are well never again meet



If truth be told I dont even know his name

If truth be told he doesnt even know my name



I spend my spare time with my rosary beads

Although I never learnt to pray

But you dont need the light

And its best to pretend

That youve seen the errors of your ways



The darkness in here

Is as heavy as a judgement

This darkness, heavy as a judgement



My dreams are now filled with gilead trees

And other sights that Ive never seen

They used to be filled

With the fears of tomorrow

And the horror that it might bring



His eyes felt to me

As cold as a stone masons chisel

His eyes fell on me, cold

Like a stone masons chisel



Strange how a mind can always recall

What the senses eagerly leave behind

I can remember his face, rage,

Disgust and distaste

But to my fear I have grown blind



Memories are just dead men making trouble

This memory is just a dead man making trouble