Weights & Measures

You've made your decision

now get up and leave

the familiar sting of the woodcutter's swing

to the tree

I'll fall in the forest

to elbows and knees

and it won't make a sound

since there's no-one around

here to see

I was prepared

to love you

and never expect

anything of you

If a spirit has left you babe

don't lie to yourself

Put them old records on

and admit that it's gone

somewhere else

And just because We've been

so blamed by nature

it doesn't mean you should carry it again

It's a question of need-to-know

rosary beads in the end

I was prepared

to love you

and never expect

anything of you

And there's no patron saint

of silent restraint

Baby there ain't no sword in our name

just a funeral wake

You were the coldest star in the sky

Only I couldn't see you, I was blind

And in comes the black night

calling your name since you were born

only I couldn't hear it

I was empty as a drum

I was prepared

to love you

and never expect

anything of you

And there's no patron saint

of silent restraint

Baby there ain't no sword in our name

There ain't no sword in our name

There ain't no sword in our name

just a funeral wake