5.06 A.M. (Every Strangers' Eyes)
[Waitress:] "Hello, you wanna cup of coffee?"[Customers:] "Heh, Turn that fucking juke box downYou want to turn down that juke box....loud in here"[Waitress:] "I'm sorry, would you like a cup of coffee?Ok, you take cream and sugar? Sure."
In truck stops and hamburger jointsIn Cadillac limousinesIn the company of has-beensAnd bent-backsAnd sleeping forms on pavement stepsIn libraries and railway stationsIn books and banksIn the pages of historyIn suicidal cavalry attacksI recognise...Myself in every stranger's eyes
And in wheelchairs by monumentsUnder tube trains and commuter accidentsIn council care and county courtsAt Easter fairs and sea-side resortsIn drawing rooms and city morguesIn award winning photographsOf life rafts on the China seasIn transit camps, under arc lampsOn unloading rampsIn faces blurred by rubber stampsI recognise...Myself in every stranger's eyes
And now, from where I standUpon this hillI plundered from the poolI look aroundI search the skiesI shade my eyesSo nearly blindAnd I see signs of half remembered daysI hear bells that chime in strange familiar waysI recognise...The hope you kindle in your eyes
It's oh so easy nowAs we lie here in the darkNothing interferes, it's obviousHow to beat the tearsThat threaten to snuff outThe spark of our love