Marrakesh
(Sullivan)
They found us in the courtyard
At our table in the shade
We toasted our last few moments
And then the end came
They took us back to the airstrip
In that beaten up old car
And we rattled across the African scrubland
In silence
Our hands locked together
And with cold steel cuffs
Sometimes I wish it was still that way
Now a whole world has died since then
So many faithless days
I was born alone and lucky
And I'm just used to it that way
My dice still roll in sixes
And yours still turn up ones
And I have taken my good fortune
And I've run and run
But I always swore I'd come back for you
Is it too late now to come back for you
Now beneath this lonely junction
On the northbound M 6
We spray our words of signature
On the concrete bridge
And between the words of wisdom
And the slogans of despair
Someone's just gone and written
'I'm sorry' there
Well I always swore I'd come back for you
Is it too late now to come back for you
You're the only one I'll ever love