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.