Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mike Hammond
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marc Almond
Co-Composer
David McWilliams
Composer
Lyrics
A thinner man, a dirty street
Walk on home by shoeless feet
Inside is long and so complete
Walks by a shivering sun
Old eyes in a small child face
Watching as the shadows race
Through walls and cracks and leave no trace
In daylight's blinding sun
The days of Burly Spencer
The race is almost run
The days of Burly Spencer
The race is almost run
The clock breaks hard and throws a glance
Gazing as the swollen mass
On concrete fields where grown-up grass
Is stumbled blindly on
Iron trees smother the air
But withering they stand and stare
Through eyes that neither know nor care
Where the grass has gone
The days of Burly Spencer
The race is almost run
The days of Burly Spencer
The race is almost run
A thinner man, a dirty street
Walk on home by shoeless feet
Inside is long and so complete
Walks by a shivering sun
Old eyes in a small child face
Watching as the shadows race
Through walls and cracks and leave no trace
In daylight's blinding sun
The days of Burly Spencer
The race is almost run
The days of Burly Spencer
The race is almost run
Written by: David McWilliams
