Album: other songs

A Reason For It All

Summer’s smiling on the city, another lovely day in Sydney, sunshine pouring down like honey. But in the room where Clare is dying, no sunshine sends the shadows flying, no children gather round her crying, there’s no one here at all, except perhaps for the man who sees each little sparrow fall.

Don’t talk to me about lonely souls crying, dark quite rooms with old people dying. I don’t want to hear, I don’t want to hear it at all. Tired old people die alone every day, don’t blame me, I didn’t make it that way. That’s just how it is, don’t look for a reason at all.

Winter weeping on the city, a wet and windy day in Sydney, rain drops rolling fat and heavy down Clare’s window pain. The rain upon the tin roof beating, disturb the rats as they are feeding. Back to the nest they all go creeping, leaving Clare alone again. It’s been a long and lonely time since Clare could hear the rain.

Don’t talk to me about the meaning of life; don’t sing your songs that cut like a knife. I don’t want to hear, I don’t want to hear it at all. Lonely old people ain’t my concern, from dust we come, to dust we return and that’s all there is, don’t look for a reason at all.

Spring has come at last to Sydney; flowers are blooming in the city. In all their multicolored glory, they rise to greet the year. Memories in chain recalling, footsteps on the front porch falling, voices through the window calling, is anybody here? Clare Candle’s lost and lonely soul is a long, long way from here.

Don’t talk to me about life’s seasons, don’t ask me for answers, don’t ask me for reasons. I don’t want to hear, I don’t want to hear it at all. From the moment we’re born, we start to die; a man can go crazy if he keeps asking why. That’s just how it is, don’t look for a reason at all.

Can’t you understand what I’m trying to say, there must a reason, there must be a way to make some sense of it, to try to find a reason for it all. We are not born just so we can die, there must be an answer and we got to try to make some sense of it; to try to find a reason for it all.

Can’t you understand what I’m trying to say, there must a reason, there must be a way
Don’t talk to me about life’s seasons, don’t ask me for answers, don’t ask me for reasons.
to make some sense of it, to try to find a reason for it all. We are not born just so we can die,
I don’t want to hear, I don’t want to hear it at all. From the moment we’re born, we start to die;
there must be an answer and we got to try to make some sense of it; to try to find a reason for it all.
a man can go crazy if he keeps asking why. That’s just how it is, don’t look for a reason at all.

That’s just how it is, don’t look for a reason at all.

Well, there must a way, there must be reason for it all.