All This Time

Sting

All This Time (Original Version)

I looked out across
The river today
I saw a city in the fog and an old church tower
Where the seagulls play
I saw the sad shire horses walking home
In the sodium light
Two priests on the ferry
October geese on a cold winter's night

All this time, the river flowed
Endlessly, to the sea

Two priests came round
Our house tonight
One young, one old, to offer prayers for the dying
To serve the final rite
One to learn, one to teach
Which way the cold wind blows
Fussing and flapping in priestly black
Like a murder of crows

All this time, the river flowed
Endlessly, to the sea

If I had my way
I'd take a boat from the river
And I'd bury the old man
I'd bury him at sea

Blessed are the poor
For they shall inherit the earth
Better to be poor than a fat man in the eye of a needle
And as these words were spoken I swear
I hear the old man laughing
What good is a used up world and
How could it be worth having

All this time, the river flowed
Endlessly, like a silent tear
All this time, the river flowed
Father, if Jesus exists
Then how come he never lived here, yeah, yeah

The teachers told us
The Romans built this place
They built a wall and a temple
An edge of the empire, Garrison town
They lived and they died
They prayed to their gods
But the stone gods did not make a sound
And their empire crumbled, 'til all that was left
Were the stones the workmen found

All this time, the river flowed
In the falling light, of a northern sun
If I had my way
I'd take a boat from the river
Men go crazy in congregations
They only get better one by one
One by one
One by one
One by one

I looked out across
The river today
I saw a city in the fog and an old church tower
Where the seagulls play...

 

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