First Love

On the museum island,
At the end of the day,
We had travelled for miles,
We had come to escape
All the space on the page
That the newspapers gave
Up to pictures and pictures of us.
As we followed the coffin
Of your famous father.
Adjusting our skirts
As we turned at the altar.
And within every word
That they'd written, was spelt out
You'd taken your last ever bus.
So skimming the surface
Of all your new money,
We skimmed the surface
Of the air as we flew.
We were out of the rain,
We were thinking that maybe
Berlin was the place to renew.

Well you know what they say
About terrible hate
It will breed something good
When it's through.
At the end of the day,
By the Potsdamer Place
And the Brandenburg Gate,
It was you.

You have hardened completely
By the end of this story,
You have learned to look clear
Through the flash of a bulb,
When you hear your own name
From the back of a crowd,
You just straighten your gaze,
No you don't turn around.
Oh but there was a time
At the end of the day,
We were both stood in line
At the museum display,
And you outshone the light
Under which you were bathed,
You could outshine the sky
With the look that you gave,
Oh so don't be afraid
To look back and wave,
Now that waving is all that you do.
At the end of the day,
By the Potsdamer Place,
I am waving back at you.

So don't be afraid
To look back and wave,
Now that waving is all that you do.
At the end of the day,
By the Potsdamer Place,
I am waving back at you.

I remember how we met
But your name I forget
Like the door that I have kept unopened

I remember it was wet
And the swelt and the sweat
And the shelter of the bed we cloaked in

You were stroking me like a pet
But you didn't own me yet
And the tape in the cassette deck was choking
Spat out a broken hallelujah

But I've seen the way the earth
Throws its aces with a curve
You were waiting for the words
To come to yer.

Just to say that you prefer to be lonely
To be cursed
And to do the very worst you can do.

Yeah I remember you like a verse
That I didn't want to learn
I just looked into your eyes
And I knew yer.

Now the thought of you is burnt
On my body from the first time you did rewind that line
From Hallelujah.
The original Leonard Cohen version.

Well I wish that I never met you that day
You said I have a room, I have music to play
I have a room let me show you the way
I wish that I'd never come

But now that I have, I would do it again
And I would forget that I'd piss on a grave

I would forget that I'd piss on a grave
And the words as they came to my tongue were

hallelujah. Hallelujah!
And the sky was so much bluer
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
And the world was so much newer.

You said I have a room
At the top of the stairs
I have a room with a view
I know we all have a cross that we bear
And I'd like to show it to you.

And you left me in the light
And you met me in the light
And we only had a night between the two.

You were waiting for the worst
You were listening for a curse
But the only thing I heard was hallelujah.

Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
And the sky was so much bluer
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
And the world was so much newer.

you said I have a room
At the top of the stairs.
I have a room with a view.
I know we all have a cross that we bear
And I'd like to give it to you.

And I won't forget how the sky was set
I said I have a place to go back to.
La La La I will have you yet
I will carry you there if I have to.

No I won't forget no I won't.
No I won't forget no I won't
No I won't forget no I won't
No I won't forget no.

Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. W-o-o-o-ah.
First love.

Is all that we've become
Just nothing but hats and bags
We're waiting for taxi cabs
So you light cigarettes
And I'm taking drags

In the air, a sea of words,
That didn't come soon enough
In my mind a railway station
And a ticket stub

And it is Easter in the town
I can hear as they strike up the band
We're listening to some old man
Say he came back to life with a hole in his hand

And now the Sunday school is gathered
Together in pink and in blue
They're heralding angels for you
But not for me

They're singing
Gloria in Excelsis
Deo, deo

Gloria in Excelsis
But there's no,
There's no hope

And I am grateful for the things
That you've tried to show to me dear
But there's no Arcadia,
No Albi, and there?s no Jerusalem here

And underneath your pastures green
There's earth and there?s ash
And there's bone
And there are things that disappear
Into it and then they are gone

And there is light that hits the sky
And then it is midnight again
And there is my mother, my father,
And you and we are all impermanent

And on the green they tell their tales
About how even the dead can come back
I just don't believe in that

So you can keep on singing
Gloria in Excelsis
Deo, deo

Gloria in Excelsis
But there's no,
There's no hope

There's no such thing
There's no such thing
There's no such thing
There's no such thing
There's no such thing
There's no such thing
There's no such thing
There's no such thing as ghosts