How can you stand the silence
That pervades when we all cry?
How can you watch the violence
That erupts before your eyes?
How can you tell us something
Just to keep us hanging on?
Something that just don't mean nothing
When we see it you are gone.
Clinging to some other rainbow
While we're standing, waiting in the cold
Telling us the same old story
Knowing time is growing old.
That was a wonderful remark
I had my eyes closed in the dark.
I sighed a million sighs
I told a million lies, to myself, to myself.
How can we listen to you
When we know your talk is cheap?
How can we ever question
Why we give more and you keep?
How can your empty laughter
Fill a room like ours with joy?
When you're only playing with us
Like a child with a rubber toy.
How can we ever feel the freedom
Or the flame lit by the spark?
How can we ever come out even
When reality is stark?
That was a wonderful remark
I had my eyes closed in the dark.
I sighed a million sighs
I told a million lies, to myself, to myself.
--Wonderful Remark
1983 WB Music Corp/Caledonia Soul Music(ASCAP)
From The Best of Van Morrison.
Had it on the CD player in the truck the other day and it struck me as appropriate on many levels.
BTW, a great album, but I'm a big Van the Man fan.
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