Good Works - Peter Murphy

Good works made in the flow of day

Brittle with sound the smiling charity

Not to vex the fellow pained and down

Why worry it won’t cripple you

It won’t cripple you

It won’t cripple you

Give yourself for free

No headbound hollow

Give yourself for free

The air here is bare and brittle clean

She wanders as she thinks

Will she lose it if she gives

Not to vex the fellow pained and down

Why worry it won’t cripple you

It won’t cripple you

It’s no sea of sorrow

Is there water of life

There’s hope in remembrance

Of that light in her eyes

Forgive yourself in the thick of sin

Own up to cracking hearts

Forgive yourself in the thick of sin

Own up to cracking…

Why worry it won’t cripple you

Give yourself for free

No headbound hollow

Give yourself for free

There’s no sea of sorrow

Is there water of life

There’s hope in remembrance

Of that light in her eyes