One of my fave JD tracks; dark, industrial, troubled, intense and insistent. Ians' angst about his relationships, and the pressure of being in a very upcoming band are to the fore here! It's grim up North! Sing along with it! A cry for help, a hint of anaesthesia The sound from broken homes, we used to meet always here As he lays asleep she takes him in her arms Some things I have to do but I don't mean you harm I wore a careless glance and kissed her last goodbye Hands in the bag she packed a tear she tries to hide Cruel wind that howls down to our lunacy And leaves him standing cold here in this colony I can't see why all these confrontations I can't see why all these dislocations No, family life just makes me feel uneasy Stood alone here in this colony In this colony (4) Yeah, God in his wisdom took you by the hand, God in his wisdom made you understand (4) In this colony (4) Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for fair use for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favour of fair use. THANK YOU FOR VIEWING, AND PLEASE ENJOY!
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