Wake (BBC Session Previously Unreleased Reading Festival 1987)

The tried and the trusted talk of plans

Master, past and present

Heartless wordplay and dreams of revenge

Living on the edge, the razor edge, living on the razor edge

One day we'll look back at this

And laugh and laugh and we'll die laughing

One day we'll look back at this and laugh

Pillar of wisdom and soul of iron

Alone, in the crumbling tower of power

All your friends are dead and buried, they died laughing

All your friends are dead and buried

My heart would bleed for you if I wasn't a victim

My heart should bleed for you

Circumstance, eternal, forever

For the love of god, it's a crying shame

For the love of god

Treasure the moments touched with joy

But the remember the moments

Tarnished and stained

For you, sunshine, for you

It's a taste of your own medicine

God's own medicine for you

Wake, wake for you

Wake for you

Wake, wake for you my precious

Wake for you