Brendan Perry - Saturday's Child lyrics

Farewell, my child, it's time To leave this all behind Changing rivers for the sea Farewell to Saturday's child Cut loose before his prime Set adrift in the city Speak to me now of isolation Feel your way home in the dark Here comes the old grey man Back bent before his time Tracing figures in the sand He has no more crosses to bear Sat upon his rocking chair Gazes out toward the sea Speak to me now in visions Seen through a looking gla** mind Speak of your inhibitions You still have your mountain to climb