Lyrics

In the words of a prophet this is out intended time
all the fools and the angels working up and down the line
I can remember when the hammer cracked the sky
before I was in this hole seeking for an alibi

all these wonders I behold
seen again before I'm old
I don't want to say goodbye
darling be my alibi

if the cold-hearted father with his alabaster smile
keeps everyone in the dark even if its just for awhile
there will be no rescue no last minute get away
there will be no bread broken with the devil's man today

all these days I'm running down
finding my way out of town
i don't want to say goodbye
darling be my alibi

high above the clouds on my way to Amsterdam
meet me at the Weeper's tower when the sun bleaches the sky
We can never go back to the pubs on Shankhill Road
unless my darling you will be my alibi

all these wonders I behold
hope I die before I'm old
I don't want to say goodbye
darling be my alibi