The Longest Memory

Birthed in a shadow only true eye can see Born with its twin; memory Rolling on, rolling down The queerest thing followed in its wake Makes me feel like dying, stark naked Rolling down, rolling down And you don't know night You don't know day You don't know why you feel this way And I do somehow, I do somehow See them folk on the hill; they ain't no friend of mine Don't knock on my door, they ain't got no time Ain't they proud, ain't they proud? But I swear that I heard this story one time About visions and greatness born to every child Rolling down, tears are rolling down Rolling down this state of mind (Ooh, ooh-mm Mmm-hmmm Hmmm-hmm) All things being equal, at least in degrees Different, different pedigrees They're burning down the streets Take the burden to the streets 'Cos now that she's gone do you think we're all free Slipping the chains of history? His tears are rolling down, they're still rolling down, mm-hmm Oh it's pure and it's perfect and you know what they say? The good book maketh good men Then they go to their graves Don't fear the fight Don't you fear the fight But the loneliness Oh, the loneliness Yeah, the loneliness Is the longest memory It's the longest memory [Outro]