The Ill-Fitting Garibaldis - To (The Ever-Present) Al Goodwin lyrics

A cloud hangs over the mountain The mountain being a metaphor for my mind The river runs dry in the valley A siren call for the weary The orchestra rise for applause Deep within the peace is breaking How did we get here? Where did all begin? Where do we come from? Why should it be me? Driver stops in the rain All he has now is a flashback The lights begin to blink And nobody can pa** tonight The sentimental feelings are gone Love the memory alone How can it be? Where did it all go wrong? Where can we go from here? Why should it be me? How did we get here? Where did it all go wrong? Where can we go from here? Why should it be me? How can it be? How can it be? How can it be? How can it be?