Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Last Straw, artist - Marillion. Date of issue: 21.06.1987
Song language: English
The Last Straw |
| Hotel hobbies padding dawns hollow corridors |
| A typewriter cackles out a stream of memories |
| Drying out a conscience, evicting a nightmare |
| Opening the doors for the dreams to come home |
| We live out lives in private shells |
| Ignore out senses and fool ourselves |
| Into thinking that out there there’s someone else cares |
| Someone to answer all our prayers |
| Are we too far gone, are we so irresponsible |
| Have we lost our balls, or do we just not care |
| We’re terminal cases that keep talking medicine |
| Pretending the end isn’t quite that near |
| We make futile gestures, act to the cameras |
| With our made up faces and pr smiles |
| And when the angel comes down to deliver us |
| We’ll find out after all, we’re only men of straw |
| But everything is still the same |
| Passing the time passing out the blame |
| We carry on in the same old way |
| We’ll find out we left it too late one day |
| To say what we meant to say |
| Just when you thought it was safe to go back to the water |
| Those problems seem to arise the ones you never really thought of |
| The feeling you get is similar to some sort of drowning |
| When you are out of your mind, out of your depth |
| You should have taken soundings |
| We’re clutching at straws, we’re clutching at straws clutching at straws |
| And if you ever come across us don’t give us your sympathy |
| You can buy us a drink and just shake our hands |
| And you’ll recognise by the reflections in our eyes |
| That deep down inside we’re all one and the same |
| We’re clutching at straws still drowning |