Terre Roche - The Bearer Of Bad News lyrics

I stand off to one side counting the casualties As you will see in the morning the newspapers lied Difficult to say the truth in times like these. You are over there at the center The look on your face at the point of collision Once you've left you can never re-enter With your heart your soul and your vision. The light that's shining in Comes through a tear in the fabric That used to be your skin You need some heavyweight abracadabra But it's too late for who's whose Too soon for the long term blues Lord let me stand in another man's shoes Somebody who's not bringing this news. Yesterday brought a market correction We all sat around the house and pitched a b**h You called your man in the Caribbean the Jamaican connection It was a minor cut but we had to have it stitched And our little devil was naughty Again and again he swore hard We got over the fact we're forty All those little toys strewn around the backyard