Ophelia Lyrics - Hammill Peter

That token drag on your cigarette, 

that well-known face in the fire, 

it could be someone you can't forget, 

someone you've learnt to admire. 

And it's strange 

how the feeling goes; 

all change - 

down the river Ophelia goes. 

You're treading water, the price is steep, 

you say you'll cope with it all; 

you've made some promises you can't keep, 

you throw yourself against the wall, 

you throw yourself against the wall. 

And it's strange... 

You heard a noise in the firegrate, 

you look to see who goes there - 

it's just the stranger, he's come too late 

and even he's unprepared 

to find the cupboard so bare 

And it's strange... 

down the river Ophelia goes.