Goodnight, Old Friend

Sayer-Courtney

Farewell, old friend, leave me, now be gone

My soul is weak , my mind is never strong.

Watch my hands at night and see the way they’re shaking

See the endless road, see the way it’s taking

And it’s still the same old night

And it still just don’t seem right

And this darkness blinds my eyes.

Writing down my life on endless scraps of paper

Years of hanging round, a life of wasted labour

And it’s still the same old night

And somehow it don’t feel right

And this darkness blinds my eyes.

Goodnight, old friend, I’ll see you once again

The dawn will come and haunt me once again.

Watch my life unfold and see the shape it’s taking

Watch my fingers write and see the way they’re shaking

And it’s still the same old night

And somehow it don’t feel right

And this darkness blinds my eyes.

Goodnight, old friend, I’ll see you once again

The dawn will come and haunt us once again.

And it’s still the same old night

And it’s still the same old night

And it’s still the same old night

Ah, it’s still the same old night.