Roaring days

(Thomas) Oh the winds they were howlin' both ragged and cold Through the grey Melbourne streets in the pre-Christmas days, And the Sisters of Mercy looked out through their tents At the fires in...

(Thomas) I know you, I know your ways, And yes, I hear the things you say, But what you say and what you do Are worlds apart, when you go... Tilting at Windmills, Chasing a dream through greenfields,...

Down in the valley, the valley so low, Lay the town over and hear the winds blow, Lay the town over and dig it all in, For what we once had will not come again. The people are crying, the people are...

(Steel) A bunch of withered roses lie, a faded silhouette Caught you jumpin' in the deep end last night, but it hasn't happened yet. They're tying up your body with some rusty Number 8 and they say,...