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Steve Harley

Faith, Hope And Charity

 

Faith, Hope And Charity

(альбом: Hobo With A Grin - 1978)


I can see it my past, like a passive kind of memory
And picking petals from a flower, in the garden like a ceremony
(Can't you feel?) I can feel it now
Tearing up my pagan heart
Yes I swear I shall put it right before duty part

Without faith, hope and charity

I was on a wayward path just to get in a darkest land
Just a tired and sick old boy
I couldn't know, I couldn't understand
(Can't you see?) I can see it now
A hundred daggers if I did perceive
And I can see it even clearer now
Like a child, I wouldn't be deceived

Upon that faith, hope and charity

(Would you like to go back to the answer?)
Yes I think I do
(Would you run on back from the answer?)
No it isn't true
(Would you like to go back to the answer?)
Yes I said I think I do
(Would you run on back from the answer?)
No no it isn't true

(Would you tell?)
No, no, I wouldn't tell, I couldn't tell, I shouldn't tell
I swear I'd never tell
I would cherish such a secret
For fear that I'd die and go to hell

Without faith, hope and charity

Ooh

(Faith, hope and charity)
Faith, hope and charity

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