Your Guiding Hand

A rainswept city vista, circa 6AM The type of light they find you in Since they became too light to touch It's so hard to take, but they took too much Those friends of mine went up to join the guiding hand More gutter dust, sucked in from the shadowlands Waiting here so patient for absent friends In a sinking city, circa 6AM When it all falls down, here in my heart you'll never drown Your guiding hand reaches out Coming down, back to your yard, see who's around When it all comes falling down, Your guiding hand reaches out Your guiding hand reaches out... Came back claiming your home turf Like a firework falling back to Earth A rainswept city vista, circa 6AM Your guiding hand's been leading me away again Through the piss-stained alleyways to the late blocks, teeming Lockjaw data boys and girls screaming, 'Don't go dreaming...' I long for days that eased in through the trees With Capris and bad Es and allotments in the breezes swayed In the low, violet light that hunts the dying day Your guiding hand visits me to say Did you wanna see me tonight? Sat on a sofa, side by side I was a feeling with its foot in the door I wanna get high like you've never known me before I want you to feel like you've never loved me before When it all falls down... I'm glad when people fall in love, it's just a culture shock Rewrote the story of my life for you then lost the plot And sometimes I find it hard to be my father's son Finding paradise at night, where the buses run No more cocaine conversations People talk at me but I'm tuned to a different station To your guiding hand, there's an oath, I swore it But every time you try to live, they fucking kill you for it