| Song | The Mercy |
| Artist | Peter Hammill |
| Album | Thin Air |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| What I once thought was everlasting | |
| all of a sudden been and gone. | |
| It is finished, it is finished but mercy's moving us along. | |
| What can you carry for your brother | |
| when you can't stand up on your own? | |
| It's hard to keep up, it's hard to keep up, | |
| this part you have to do alone. | |
| Each time you make a resolution | |
| (I get no sense | |
| who knows what lies in your intent? | |
| of what you meant to say | |
| There goes the story, there goes the story, | |
| by way of a defence.) | |
| here comes the circular descent. | |
| If I say "Good night and god bless" | |
| I might yet confess I'm hoping to see | |
| that when daylight breaks | |
| I will face a fait accompli. | |
| When the time comes I hope I'll say | |
| this is the moment I must stay | |
| my hand in mercy. | |
| I don't intend to let you go, | |
| I never meant to leave you lonely. | |
| This is the moment I must show | |
| my hand in mercy. | |
| What I perceived as everlasting | |
| (I might be wrong… | |
| now I just see as overlong. | |
| you still belong among those | |
| Beyond endurance, beyond endurance, | |
| hungry to press on.) | |
| beyond this point you can't carry on. | |
| But I believe what someone told me: | |
| when we are pushed right to the edge, | |
| right to the limit, when it is finished | |
| it is the mercy. | |
| So I say "Good night and god bless, sleep tight". | |
| Counting sheep and closing my eyes | |
| I will drift away from the livelong day, | |
| up the wooden hill slowly climb. | |
| So I say "Good night and god bless, sleep tight". | |
| I must go outside and I might be some time. |
| What I once thought was everlasting | |
| all of a sudden been and gone. | |
| It is finished, it is finished but mercy' s moving us along. | |
| What can you carry for your brother | |
| when you can' t stand up on your own? | |
| It' s hard to keep up, it' s hard to keep up, | |
| this part you have to do alone. | |
| Each time you make a resolution | |
| I get no sense | |
| who knows what lies in your intent? | |
| of what you meant to say | |
| There goes the story, there goes the story, | |
| by way of a defence. | |
| here comes the circular descent. | |
| If I say " Good night and god bless" | |
| I might yet confess I' m hoping to see | |
| that when daylight breaks | |
| I will face a fait accompli. | |
| When the time comes I hope I' ll say | |
| this is the moment I must stay | |
| my hand in mercy. | |
| I don' t intend to let you go, | |
| I never meant to leave you lonely. | |
| This is the moment I must show | |
| my hand in mercy. | |
| What I perceived as everlasting | |
| I might be wrong | |
| now I just see as overlong. | |
| you still belong among those | |
| Beyond endurance, beyond endurance, | |
| hungry to press on. | |
| beyond this point you can' t carry on. | |
| But I believe what someone told me: | |
| when we are pushed right to the edge, | |
| right to the limit, when it is finished | |
| it is the mercy. | |
| So I say " Good night and god bless, sleep tight". | |
| Counting sheep and closing my eyes | |
| I will drift away from the livelong day, | |
| up the wooden hill slowly climb. | |
| So I say " Good night and god bless, sleep tight". | |
| I must go outside and I might be some time. |
| What I once thought was everlasting | |
| all of a sudden been and gone. | |
| It is finished, it is finished but mercy' s moving us along. | |
| What can you carry for your brother | |
| when you can' t stand up on your own? | |
| It' s hard to keep up, it' s hard to keep up, | |
| this part you have to do alone. | |
| Each time you make a resolution | |
| I get no sense | |
| who knows what lies in your intent? | |
| of what you meant to say | |
| There goes the story, there goes the story, | |
| by way of a defence. | |
| here comes the circular descent. | |
| If I say " Good night and god bless" | |
| I might yet confess I' m hoping to see | |
| that when daylight breaks | |
| I will face a fait accompli. | |
| When the time comes I hope I' ll say | |
| this is the moment I must stay | |
| my hand in mercy. | |
| I don' t intend to let you go, | |
| I never meant to leave you lonely. | |
| This is the moment I must show | |
| my hand in mercy. | |
| What I perceived as everlasting | |
| I might be wrong | |
| now I just see as overlong. | |
| you still belong among those | |
| Beyond endurance, beyond endurance, | |
| hungry to press on. | |
| beyond this point you can' t carry on. | |
| But I believe what someone told me: | |
| when we are pushed right to the edge, | |
| right to the limit, when it is finished | |
| it is the mercy. | |
| So I say " Good night and god bless, sleep tight". | |
| Counting sheep and closing my eyes | |
| I will drift away from the livelong day, | |
| up the wooden hill slowly climb. | |
| So I say " Good night and god bless, sleep tight". | |
| I must go outside and I might be some time. |