Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nobody Knew She Was There, artist - The Unthanks.
Date of issue: 22.03.2010
Song language: English
Nobody Knew She Was There |
She walks in the cold dark hour before the morning |
The hour when wounded night begins to bleed |
Stands at the back of the patient queue |
The silent almost sweeping queue |
Seeing no one and not being seen |
Working shoes are wrapped in working apron |
Rolled in an oilcloth bag across her knees |
The swaying tremor soaks the morning |
Blue grey steely day is dawning |
Draining the last few dregs of sleep away |
Over the bridge and the writhing foul black water |
Down through empty corridors of stone |
Each of the blind glass walls she passes |
Shows her twin in sudden flashes |
Which is the mirror image, which is real? |
Crouching hooded gods of word and number |
Accept her bent-backed homage as their due |
The buckets steam like incense coils |
Around the endless floor she toils |
Cleaning the same white sweep each day anew |
Glistening sheen of new-washed floors is fading |
There where office clocks are marking time |
Night’s black tide has ebbed away |
By cliffs of glass awash with day |
She hurries from her labours still unseen |
He who lies besides her does not see her |
Nor does the child who once lay at her breast |
The shroud of self-denial covers |
Eager girl and tender lover |
Only the faded servant now is left |
How could it be that no one saw her drowning? |
How did we come to be so unaware? |
At what point did she cease to be her? |
When did we cease to look and see her? |
How is it no one knew that she was there? |