Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song It Just Came To Pieces In My Hands, artist - The Style Council. Album song Long Hot Summers: The Story Of The Style Council, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 03.09.2020
Record label: Polydor Ltd. (UK)
Song language: English
It Just Came To Pieces In My Hands |
I stood as tall as a mountain |
I never really thought about the drop |
I trod over rocks to get there |
Just so I could stand on top |
Clumsy and blind I stumbled |
As I crawled through desert sands |
I didn’t stop to think about the consequences |
As it came to pieces in my hands |
I thought I was a maritime marvel |
I believed that I ruled the waves |
All I could say is time is motion |
And every effort others made I would save |
I was a shit stained statue |
School children would stand in awe |
Truly believed I was a ceiling of sky |
Never thought about having flaws |
I felt as reverent as Jesus |
The sanctimony stunk |
I thought I was admiral of the missing fleet |
I couldn’t see that I was sunk |
I roared my pride in the darkness |
I scratched away at the stars |
I thought I was lord of this crappy jungle |
I should have been put behind bars |
But now I sit with my head in my hands |
And wail to the weeping wall |
The avalanche of my emotions |
Holds the audience of one enthralled |
Like learning the lesson the hard way |
Like a fall from command |
I thought I WAS king of the whole wide world |
But it just came to pieces in my hands |