Peter Hammill
All the Tiredness
All the tiredness that you've held in waiting
In abeyance
Now comes rushing in
Floods the bloodstream, burrows in the brainstem
Grinds down bone-deep
The exhaustion's stored from way back when

All the tiredness you've postponed forever
Buried treasure
The price you pay for simply keeping your hand in

Hold the darkness back for a moment
Hold the darkness back for just as long as you can

So, suddenly very slow
Suddenly can't outrun the undertow
No, suddenly I don't know
Anything but this sense of letting go
Low, down to the ground I go
Beaten down by the years of body blows
Though I made it through the shows
Something got left behind, a debt I owe....

All the tiredness
Held in store
Saved up from before
My old friend
Mounts up in the end
Wears you down in the end
Mounts up in the end