歌词
There's a place as cold as conscience
That's what I've heard men say
Where statues drink like waterfalls
To wash their sins away
Their gaze is as hard as granite
Their hearts'll refuse to bleed
In the city that once held me
In my hour of need
I know these dark and winding streets
They're coiled around my heart
Where time and inclination meet
And all our stories start
And now I've no reason to cry
Must be something in my eye
'Cos now I've no reason to cry
Nights when we lost it laughing
One thing was kind of clear
No matter what you're looking for
You wouldn't start from here
My younger ghost is walking
He kissed you against the wall
I hear he looked a lot like me
Would you know him now at all?
You need these dark and winding streets
Tight around your heart
Where innocence and money meet
And all our stories start
And now I've no reason to cry
Must be something in my eye
'Cos now I've no reason to cry
Rain and hard religion
Gifts of a northern youth
We make a mess of tenderness
We make you have the truth
There are days when we're almost human
Times when it's shout or bust
The roughest kind of harmony
We sing because we must
Sing a song of winding streets
Tight around our hearts
Where falling and forgiveness meet
And all our stories start
And now I've no reason to cry
No, there's no reason to cry
Now I've no reason to cry
Must be something in my eye
