Political Lies - Robin Williamson

Political Lies - Robin Williamson
Written by：Robin Williamson/Steve Lake
In the summer that my son was born
In the same changing town that fathered me
I retraced many steps trying
To fill my own footsteps
But this is the truth perhaps there is no return
Political lies political promises
This shadow everywhere
Sense of powerlessness
You and I left stumbling
In their blindness
The blindness of Wall Street
Moscow
And White Hall
How many miles I walked by the union canal
Thinking of the hands that made it
The hands of the navies
Thinking of the patient horses
That pulled along the barges
Whose tow ropes have rubbed groves
On the pillars of the bridges
And I thought this What rubs you rubs me
Political lies political promises
This shadow everywhere
The sense of powerlessness
You and I left waiting in the history
A history of mystery a history of betrayal
All along the banks of the union canal
I walked in the flaming sunset
Of one summer's evening
Scottish skin head glue head Scottish flag
The tune in his head
Looks at the sky and asks me
What does it mean
Political lies political promises
This shadow everywhere
The sense of powerlessness
You and I left basking in the anguish
The anguish of those we have failed to hear
In the night I listen to my own darkness
I think being born and dying have the same tax bases
I think about the signature of God on the prison
And about following sides and becoming lost again
Political lies political promises
This shadow everywhere the sense of powerlessness
And you and I left with the same old question
The sheer unspeakable strangeness
Of being here at all