Presents The Rise & Fall lyrics

Wriggles from his captor's arms
Mr speaker gets the word and
Running now from the alarms
Speaks his mind free as a bird

Free now to roam around
Stand up straight when he quotes
Spread the word that he has found
Books of verse and scribbled notes

Mister speaker gets the word
(To tell the secrets he has heard)
Speaks so fast his words are slurred
(Mister speaker gets the word)

New Delhi at three A.M.
Just arrived by K.L.M.
Left the airport in the heat
In the bus strange people meet
Driving through the starless night
Passing very unusual sights

Left the bus at five to five
Caught a taxi started to drive
He thought I was a millionaire
And accordingly put up the fare
Dawn was breaking in the east
Causing this hot night to cease

Mosquitos buzzing in my ears

Sunday morning silence, curtain stay closed late
No one thinks of kitchens mornings in a filthy state
Dishes cups and beer stains, ashtrays on the floor
Sunday morning papers are left outside the front door

Sunday school and Sunday roast
Sunday papers Sunday post
Sunday morning Sunday rest
Sunday sermon Sunday best
(Sunday, bloody sunday rest)

Glass of fizzy water helps to start the day

I see a face that face is mine
The mirror marks the changing time
Her face I'll never see again
And mine will never be the same
That face was fine only yesterday
My problems seemed so far away

Reflections I see of myself
As in sickness as in health
As she left as for worse
No chance to re-rehearse

Try to forget try not to see
Who is that face looking at me
Reflections of yesterday

Waking up again another sleepless night
Climbing taller buildings more dreams of flight
In a pool of sweat not knowing what to do
No more earth-bound feelings a diff'rent point of view

Moment of truth he heads towards the building
His glazed eyes stare vacantly following his feelings
No turning back the door's already shutting
Standing on his tiptoes to reach the nineteenth button