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Celtic Lyrics Corner > Artists & Groups > Mary Black > Full Tide > St. Kilda Again
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Lyrics:
Your famous philosophies
Tied up in brown paper wrapping and string
You stepped back through time like the time that you stepped through meant nothing at all
A little bit weary and world worn and eager for taking some more
And we leaned on each other like brothers and fought with our backs to the wall
Chorus:
We took no routine stance
We were living our lives by chance
Robbing Peter for Paul, losing it all
Maybe I'll find you one Saturday night in St. Kilda again
We were wrong the world didn't end between there and here
Thought it's still looking shaky and worn
Did you give up your dreaming, believing time finds a price for us all?
Time is an enemy, patient and clever, and way beyond our control
When you run out of time, it's funny, but money can't talk at all
(Chorus)
When the world turned rough and betrayed your trust
And they left you out in the cold
In the deafening silence, a man is an island when he's out on his own
A little bit weary and world worn, not eager for talking anymore
Hey brother, what happened to standing and fighting with our backs to the wall?
We took no routine stance
We were living our lives by chance
Robbing Peter for Paul, losing it all
Maybe I'll find you one Saturday night
(Chorus)
This old town again
