Aspects Of Spirit Songtext / Lyric

Now you're walking that well-healed ground Upon a fragile course

The Gin Lane talk has been getting you down

Cos the hero Blake could not be found

And there's a lot of faking going down



The smoke that clouded your eyes

Was a daily event

And those weren't ghosts they were only men

Just the beauty that you sensed

Could heal all indifference



Beneath the cruel lives and the hard face

I can't believe what I have found

I touched the spirit of this ordinary town

And in the summer heat Under the crowded sheets

They were feathering the beds

I felt the spirit Of this place we'd left for dead






The Darkened streets for a guide

We Search vainly for your sight

The Tension rising on every side

You find comfort in its might

But that sun burns more than she lights



Beneath the cruel lives and the hard face

I can't believe what I have found

I touched the spirit of this ordinary town

And in the summer heat Under the crowded sheets

They were feathering the beds

I felt the spirit Of this place we'd left for dead



Further down in this town

You hear the common word of mouth

That back-street talk just a hollow sound

Cos the hero Blake could not be found

And there's a lot of faking going down



Beneath the cruel lives and the hard face

I can't believe what I have found

I touched the spirit of this ordinary town

And in the summer heat Under the crowded sheets

They were feathering the beds

I felt the spirit Of this place we'd left for dead