Hammill Peter - Ophelia lyrics

That token drag on your cigarette, That well-known face in the fire, It could be someone you can't forget, Someone you've learnt to admire. And it's strange How the feeling goes; All change - Down the river Ophelia goes. You're treading water, the price is steep, You say you'll cope with it all; You've made some promises you can't keep, You throw yourself against the wall, You throw yourself against the wall. And it's strange... You heard a noise in the firegrate, You look to see who goes there - It's just the stranger, he's come too late And even he's unprepared To find the cupboard so bare And it's strange... Down the river Ophelia goes.