Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Retrospective, artist - Tom Paxton. Album song Peace Will Come, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 06.08.2012
Record label: Reprise, Rhino Entertainment Company
Song language: English
Retrospective |
Now, when the paint was dry |
And the colours set |
It was painful yet |
To an honest eye |
Here, where the walls were hung |
With the sweat of years |
The familiar fears |
Since the hands were young |
Now, in a battered chair |
With his tea gone cold |
And his hands grown old |
He will sit and stare |
Here, where his life is hung |
With the blood in view |
There’s been nothing new |
Since the hands were young |
Schoolboys laugh in the streets below |
Laughter cruel as the long ago |
Fingers point through the bitter years |
And the bitter tears |
Now, when the paint was dry |
And the die was cast |
It was clear at last |
It was all a lie |
Red never left his hand |
And the blue was wrong |
With a green too strong |
Never what he planned |
Now, in a rumpled bed |
With a night to kill |
He’ll be painting still |
If he isn’t dead |
Now, he can only stare |
As the old dream falls |
At the mocking walls |
And the walls are bare |