trains to brazil

Lyrics

it's 1 o'clock on a friday morning, i'm trying to keep my back from the wall. the prophets and their pawns have had another success, and i'm wondering why we bother at all. and i think of you on cold winter mornings, darling, they remind me of when we were in school, nothing really mattered when you called out my name, in fact nothing really mattered at all, and i think about how long it will take them to blow us away, but i won't get me down!, i'm just thankful to be facing the day. cause days don't get you far when you're gone. it's 5 o' clock on a friday morning, one hundred telephones shake and ring, one of those was someone who knew you, and i'll still think of you on cold winter mornings, darling, they'll still remind me of when we were in school, when they could never have persuaded me, that lives like yours, were in the hands of these erroneous fools, and to those of you who mourn your lives through one day to the next, well let them take you next!, can't you live and be thankful you're here?, see - it could be you, tomorrow, next year.