Track Three - Scott Walker

Delayed in the headlong

Resembled to breaking-point

I swear you never slept at night

When the growing is slow

After me, I’m no man’s son

Run out of recognise

The blood of our split back without his prisoner

The distance rigged in his eyes

Rock of cast-offs, bury me

Hide my soul and sink us free

Rock of cast offs, bury me

Hide my soul and pray us free

From the host of late-comers

A miracle enters the streets

Shining with rain

He is shaking to wash the murder away

The shadow of the son made the son a shadow

It’s never night when I die

That desert clouds under and so Lord lightens

Sleepers wait there with wounds in their sides

In the strength of the crime

You sing like a stranger

And your failure fulfills

Your most secret defeat

After me I’m no man’s son

Run out of recognise

A life of it’s own lays down the horizon

The distance rigged in it’s eyes

Rock of cast-offs, bury me

Hide my soul and sink us free

Rock of cast offs, bury me

Hide my soul and pray us free