A Number of Us Songtext
von Tim Hart

Blacker than coal
And cold as the seas
Was my heart when I offered my hand
to the thief
You can steal but a omoment
Just don′t leave me hear for to bleed

So stricken and subject to the cruelest of pains
are those who hold fast
to the bullet and blame
so whod choose a life as a villain
when onlt he finest remain

there are a number of us still
some are now fathers
and some are on pills
some have tasted defeat and then
blamed it on God
the rest have just moved along


But nothing it seems
works out like it should
you may live out the dreams
you once believde that you would
but you'll struggle and stiffen
and strike out in anger and greed

So leave now if you want to
but do not live so selfish
i am self aware
but sometimes i just cant help it you see

there are a number of us still
some are now fathers
and some are on pills
some hav tasted defeat and then
blamed it on god
the rest have just moved along

the man on the balcony
says its a shame to see you go
but hold true to what you know
and in essence youll have won
like he kid in the club night line
whos trying to smuggle in some coke
nervous shuffe to and fro


must feel like youre holding in
something that could damage you
confuse and accuse then
banish you
From all that you believed in even
Righteous man do fall
But when they do you look surprised

On holding in osomething that could damage you
confuse you and accuse you and then banish you

From all that you have work toward
What for shall become of all those same ghosts

Who once were all good men