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]