My love´s my rock in the long low weary land
My love´s my rock in the long low weary land
Yes my love´s my rock in the long low weary land
None of this moves me
I should be weeping but it only hurts when I yawn
I let it blow through me & it is gone
I am dressed like a scarecrow
stripped of all my power as if some judge in judgement said
"Off with his greatcoat & his head !"
My love´s my rock in the long low weary land
My love´s my rock in the long low weary land
My love´s my rock in the long low weary land
Meaningless movies
on the screen behind the band that is blowing, throwing shapes
Half of the music is on tape
My mentor & champion
is busy tilting at the windmills of his stately home
The demon he has grappling is his own
My love´s my rock in the long low weary land
My love´s my rock in the long low weary land
My love´s my rock in the long low weary land
My love´s my rock in the long low weary land
His letter lies open
His accusations flow like poison from his every word
My heart would be broken but for Her
The fag-end of winter
I am in shock, I am on the ropes, I do not know what´s to come
She plucks the splinter from my thumb
My love´s my rock in the long low weary land
My love´s my rock in the long low weary land
My love´s my rock in the long low weary land
Yes my love´s my rock in the long low weary land
In the weary land...
Waterboys Ringtones