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Gerry Rafferty

Standing At The Gates

 

Standing At The Gates

(album: Sleepwalking - 1982)


Well the jury found you guilty, as you stare into a world that's without love
But you keep a wall around you, and you wait for help to come down from above
Now the wisdom of your ways has finally caught you up, and left you to your fate
So you end up like a refugee, all alone and standing at the gates.

Now the truth is slowly dawning, but you don't get any warning here within
And you swear that you can change your ways, you promise that tomorrow you'll begin
But the phases of the moon still come and go, and now you've left it much too late
So you end up like a refugee, all alone and standing at the gates.

All aboard the roundabout like the biggest fool you've ever seen
And all the time you know what's coming down (it's coming down)
Up and down on the roundabout while you're sitting right on dynamite
And any fool can see what's coming down.

You can run with the wind, you can laugh at the rain, and pretend
It's just some bad weather
There's a storm coming up, and it's heading your way.

Now the spirit doesn't move you, you're so empty, you've got nothing left to give
Yes you know by now that nothing you have ever learned has taught you how to live
But the phases of the moon still come and go, and now you've left it much too late
So you end up like a refugee, all alone and standing at the gates.

All aboard the roundabout like the biggest fool you've ever seen
And all the time you know what's coming down (it's coming down)
Up and down on the roundabout while you're sitting right on dynamite
And any fool can see what's coming down.

You can run with the wind, you can laugh at the rain, and pretend
It's just some bad weather
There's a storm coming up, and it's heading your way.

Well the jury found you guilty, as you stare into a world that's without love
Yes you keep a wall around you, and you wait for help to come down from above
Now the wisdom of your ways has finally caught you up, and left you to your fate
So you end up like a refugee, all alone and standing at the gates.

Yes you end up like a refugee, all alone and standing at the gates
Yes you end up like a refugee, all alone and standing at the gates.

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