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Gethsemene Again - текст песни



Gethsemene Again


Al Stewart- Gethsemene Again



In Gloucester Cathedral, on Saturday night


I came to your flower show, blown like a kite


And I stood by the tombstones, and gazed at the lights


On the altar


And the horse-faced old ladies and tweedy-toned men


Of county society they came and they went


With pamphlets and leaflets of Christian events


For the fall



But ain't it all just like Jesus


Crying in the rain?


Ain't it all just Gethsemane again?



Oh the half-a-crown programmes on sale at the door


Were clutched in the teeth of the rich and the poor


As they swayed in an undertone conscience-free


Forward together


And the outstretching hands of the swains of the Lord


Sold the communing commuters the word


With LPs of Mary and photos of God


In the hall



But ain't it all just like Jesus


Crying in the rain?


Ain't it all just Gethsemane again?



Oh the flowers hushed the air as the columns advanced


To the clinking of coins in a ritual dance


On flagstones that ached for a chance of a chance


Of escaping


And the mystical statues looked down so depressed


At the endless possessors becoming possessed


And the costumed confessors who never confessed


To the wall



But ain't it all just like Jesus


Crying in the rain?


Ain't it all just Gethsemane again?



Oh I saw a blue hair-rinse, I saw a black tooth


I saw a false face in a telephone booth


And the stark white-faced roses that screamed out the truth


Of their dying


And a walrus's dreams and a carpenter's love


Absorbed like a hand in a great rubber glove


And flown like a flag over battlefields


Factories and all



Ain't it all just like Jesus


Crying in the rain?


Ain't it all just Gethsemane again?



Oh I dodged the collection box choirboy and out


To the streets where the wind shook my hair with a shout


And the dusty-faced daisies were blowing about


So freely


And Christ in the ruins was wandering again


As he walked with the beggars and talked to the lame


And danced with the children and sailors who came


At his call



But ain't it all just like Jesus


Crying in the rain?


Ain't it all just Gethsemane again?



Ain't it all just like Jesus


Crying in the rain?


Ain't it all just Nazareth again?



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