Mick's ability to create a rich, moody tapestry of sound with just simple piano accompaniment is truly impressive.

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There’s the man sitting alone
In the bar he calls home
A few more drinks, before dawn
But the journey, is not too long
And it’ll take him east down the hill
But what he brings, will scar his will

And all day long in our songs
We sit and regret what you’ve done

He brings terror, he brings rage
As he begins to turn the page
But the page is blank, and
His heart sank to his knees. “Oh god please…”
Is what he said when he saw the girl
Taken away from this world

All life long, we sit and regret what you’ve done

There’s the man sitting alone
In the cell he calls home
No more drinks, no more dawn
For his time is long gone
There he lives in regret
Torturing himself, with memories of death

All day long in our songs
We’ll sit and regret what you’ve done
All day long in our songs
We’ll sit and regret what you’ve done