Curtains Lyrics - Singles - Hammill Peter

Well, Tommy woke that morning 

with a headfull of rocks 

and Sylvia was in shock. 

The story they'd been faking 

had frozen on their lips 

and fallen through the brush of fingertips 

and though they packed their bags, 

ready for the road, 

the curtains and the bedroom door 

stayed closed. 

For Sylvia and Tommy 

this is a curtain call 

they've been running away for years 

but pride in flight 

precedes a certain fall. 

So Tommy rubs his stubble 

as if to check his face is there 

and Sylvia combs her hair 

just like nothing really happened 

they'll carry on as before... 

but this thing won't work, will it, any more. 

And though the bags are packed 

ready for the road 

the curtains and the bedroom door 

stay closed. 

For Sylvia and Tommy 

there's nowhere left to hide... 

they've been running for years 

to find some kind of thrill 

to take away the emptiness 

that they both feel inside. 

Making the fictional 

out of the matter of fact; 

masquerade the picture 

but now the frame's all cracked. 

For Sylvia and Tommy 

there's nothing left to try 

they've been running for years 

to find some kind of life 

that offers an excitement 

that the rest of us pass by. 

So Tommy woke that morning 

with a headfull of rocks 

and Sylvia was in shock. 

This story they'd been faking 

was frozen on their lips 

and falling through the brush of fingertips 

and though the bags are packed 

ready for the road 

the curtains and the bedroom door 

stay closed. 

For Sylvia and Tommy 

there's nowhere left to go 

they've been running away so long 

there's just no strength to carry on 

they can't get back to what they knew 

a life abandoned once and long ago. 

(PH - Piano, Vox; 

David Lord - Keyboards, Orchestral Arrangement; 

Stuart Gordon - Violin)