Peter Collins - Virginia Woolf lyrics

Some will strut and some will fret See this an hour on this stage Others will not but they'll sweat In their hopelessness in their rage We're all the same The men of anger And the women of the page They published your diary And that's how I got to know you Key to the room of your own and a mind without end And here's a young girl On a kind of a telephone line through time And the voice at the other end comes like a long lost friend So I know I'm all right My life will come my life will go Still I feel it's all right Cause I just got a letter to my soul When my whole life is on the tip of my tongue Empty pages for the no longer young The apathy of time laughs in my face You say each life has its place The hatches were battened Thunderclouds rolled and the critics stormed Battles surrounded the white flag of your youth But if you need to know that you weathered the storm Of cruel mortality A hundred years later I'm sitting here living proof So you know it's all right Your life will come your life will go Still you feel it's all right Someone will get a letter to your soul When your whole life was on the tip of your tongue Empty pages for the no longer young The apathy of time laughed in your face Did you hear me say each life has its place The place where you hold me Is dark in a pocket of truth The moon has swallowed the sun and the light of the earth And so it was for you when the river eclipsed your life But sent your soul like a message in a bottle to me And it was my rebirth So we know we're all right Life will come and life will go Still you'll feel it's all right Someone'll get a message to your soul (And then you'll know you're all right) And when my life is on the tip of my tongue (Then you'll feel you're all right) Empty pages for the no longer young (The you'll feel it's all right, and it's all right) You said each life has its place (The you'll feel it's all right, and it's all right) And you said each life has its place And it's all right