The Celibate Rifles - G's Gone lyrics

G's gone, I'm thinkin' 'bout her While missin' her, I realise somethin' new We've had our last conversation Sorrow's now the nearest thing to you Walkin' through town All the bustle and the madness She'd look around All she saw was loss and sadness She'd say that the past Was this moment escapin'? She couldn't laugh No more pleasure for the takin', yeah She'd say, "It's a crime, and we're all victims, Or is it just my worst fears comin' true? It may be my imagination, Do they really all know what to do?" Walkin' through town All the bustle and the madness She'd look around All she saw was loss and sadness She'd say that the past Was this moment escapin'? She couldn't laugh No more pleasure for the takin', yeah Not every life's worth saving One of your pearls has finally came true Your letter said it all got too hard Now we're left to go on without you Walkin' through town All the bustle and the madness She'd look around All she saw was loss and sadness She'd say that the past Was this moment escapin'? She couldn't laugh With no pleasure for the takin', yeah