Peter Hammill
Your Face on the Street
I'd see your face on the street
Often times as I went on my day to day
We were never to meet
But a nodding acquaintance had come our way
I never paid it much mind
Always assumed I'd continue to see you there
But of the mysteries behind
All the shadows before us we're unaware
Don't swim out too far, for Christ's sake
Don't go in the bar, for Christ's sake
Don't get in the car…
Oh, my heart skipped a beat
Don't let down your guard
When I chanced on a headline that featured you
Don't swim out too far
And here's your face on the street
Don't go in the bar
On a poster appealing for any clue…
Don't get in the car…
You let down your guard for Christ's sake
You went in the bar for Christ's sake
You got in the car for Christ's sake
What happened?
You swam out too far for Christ's sake
Where'd it go wrong?
You went in the bar for Christ's sake
You're there one moment
You got in the car…
The next you're gone
I see your face on the street now
As a ghost apparition, you'll not come home
So much in life's incomplete –
Somehow in your disappearance I felt my own
You swam out too far for comfort
You let down your guard forever
What happened?
You went in the bar, for Christ's sake
Where'd it go wrong?
You got in the car for Christ's sake
You're there one moment
You let down your guard forever
And there you're gone
You let down your guard
Gone forever just like that
And all the future's fallen flat