CARAVAN DRAWS CLOSER

Of all the songs we are rehearsing, this little devil written around August 1976 after my return from London, creates the most difficulty. It’s been the same with every line-up. It is a great groove though and worth the sweat.  It’s on the Suburbs in the 70s CD the compile of the original blank cassettes we used to sell at gigs.

 

KNOW WHAT I FEEL

I come home what do I find?
My house is empty and my friends have all gone
All alone but I’m able to see
The path they took when they left without me
Married to the enemy
Married to the enemy

They say I need stock grain to sow,
The nomad has no place to go
Come and join us they say
Why do you behave in this way?
I can only look at them and tell them and beseech them and say
`Darling: Lord I do not know what I feel,
I only feel what I know,
Lord I do not know what I feel,
I only feel what I know
Oh no, I remember now, bridges that we built
They burned them when they left
‘Cause the enemy said it was necessary.

 Now they wave sometimes from opposite sides
And they cast their words to the wind
But their language has changed with the time
And I can only stand there and grin
I can only look at them and beseech them and say

`Darling: Lord I do not know what I feel
I only feel what I know
Lord I do not know what I feel
I only feel what I know.

 

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