Martin Simpson
Strange Affair
This is a strange affairThe time has come to travel but the road is filled with fearThis is a strange affairMy youth has all been wasted and I'm bent and gray with yearsAnd all my companions are taken awayAnd who will provide for me against my dying day?I took my own provisions, but it fooled me and wasted awayThis is a strange, this is a strange affairOh, where are my companions?My mother, father, lover, friend and enemyWhere are my companions?They're prisoners of death now and taken far from meAnd where are the dreams I dreamed in the days of my youth?They took me to illusion when they promised me the truthAnd what do sleepers need to make them listen, Why do they need more proof?This is a strange, this is a strange affairWon't you give me an answer? Why is your heart so hard towards the one who loves you best? When the man with the answer Has wakened you, and warned you, and called you to the test Wake up from your sleep that builds like clouds upon your eyes And win back the life you had that's now a dream of lies Turn your back on yourself and if you follow, You'll win the lover's prize This is a strange, this is a strange affair
From Letras Mania