Sackville Lyrics

You once had a home, a job

A family and pride

But we all have a price we'll pay

When things go wrong inside

Don't wear diamonds

And now you don't wear gold

And in the bruises on your face

There's stories to be told

In the shadow of a cold stone

Freezing to the bone

But you keep a warm fire burning in your soul

'Cause you're gonna spend a black night

Console a sad man

In a hungry city with a million hungry hearts

When you stand in Sackville

It's a different world from the one

You knew where little

Boys meet little girls

As you tread your path

Through a jaundiced corridor

Where each day has no beginning and no end

There are those out here

Who claim to be so good

I suspect that Jesus holidayed in Hell

Oh what you'd do for a hot drink

Or a warm coat

Or what you'd give

For a means to get you outta here

It rains upon your head
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Lines on your face become

Rivers into which you cry your secret tears, secret tears

Secret tears, secret tears

When you stand in Sackville

It's a different world from the one

You knew where little

Boys meet little girls

The first night we saw you

We were laughing at you

We were hanging on the side of the Cortina

Oh yeah you seemed so strong

Stronger than a man could ever be

Laughing with your sisters in the rain

Dancing on a curbstone

When last you saw her

But when the trick goes wrong there's no one there to help her

There's not a thing that I can do about it

I guess I'll just go home and write a song about it

Song about it

Write about it

Write about it

When you stand in Sackville

It's a different world from the one

You knew where little

Boys meet little girls

It's a cold and trembling girl

Leans into a strange car

Nods unspoken words to an unseen

Driver sitting there