story behind the song: "always back to Lorraine" -> always back to the rain -> always back to the pain - "" always sang that wrong sorry Lou Reed
Lyrics
on a beach somewhere
or a mountain way up high
in a meadow, or a forgotten field
where i can touch the sky
where water runs from glaciers
rites of passage for lost times
where the flowers are still real
not an illusion like my mind
on a path beneath the trees
that once grew straight and tall
gnarled knots of angry brush
tell the stories of their fall
where the rocks weep silently
tears washing down the walls
where the hope of love was lost
drowned beneathe our souls
i wish i could feel something of the loss
i wish i could feel each nail hammered in my cross
on a hill shaved and bare
where light reveals in heat
terrors of the moments
agonies of deceit
where the buzzards come to care
for the sickly and the weak
for what is life but torment
as we bow our heads they eat
i wish i could feel something of the pain
i wish i could feel only for a moment,
not each second of each day
i wish
i wish
i couldn't feel
i wish
i wish
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