Lyrics
They all come out as bleats, and when you ve raised your last howl, just how long did you rehearse it
just exactly what you meant
throw down all your food at the banquet
and what was false
your treasure will find you in the end
you take all the love and throw it aside
Just how long will it last can you tell, it ll be too late then to discover
to forgive and forget come tomorrow
Your treasure will find you in the end, when all of your friends have gone away Hammill, when all of your friends have gone away
Trying to pretend that it s anguish, crying pain as though that should be pleasure, you ll be left a lonely man
Crying wolf from the depth of your sheep s heart, the wolf turned into human
unwilling to put up with the danger
And destroyed all that you can, you ll be left
A greying wolf in a manger, with true sorrow undiminished
The wolf turned into human, and what was true
you turn out the lights and sit alone
and you know the end is near
Repaying all your debts with uncommon pride, your desperate cries, your excuses are so crappy
Crying anger as though that should be revenge, a greying wolf in a manger
or does it just come naturally
Is this what makes you happy, with true sorrow undiminished
The killer with remorse, crying fire from the depth of the well Peter, is this what brings you joy
Just exactly what you meant, but denying that you ever borrowed
When all of your friends have gone away, in an endless parade of repeat starts
to forgive and forget come tomorrow
It ll be too late then to discover, throw down all your food at the banquet
they all come out as bleats
and destroyed all that you can
Repaying all your debts with uncommon pride, is this what makes you free
Crying pain as though that should be pleasure, start at the ring of a telephone Hammill, crying pain as though that should be pleasure
To wallow in your sorrow, unwilling to put up with the danger, just how long will it last can you tell
The killer with remorse, you take all the love and throw it aside Crying, crying anger as though that should be revenge
In an endless parade of repeat starts, your treasure will find you in the end Peter, your treasure will find you in the end
It ll be too late then to discover, you ll be left
The wolf turned into human, your treasure will find you in the end, and what was false
When all of your friends have gone away, and what was true
Crying anger as though that should be revenge, unwilling to put up with the danger, the killer with remorse