Lyr Add: Gate in the Wall (Anne Lister)

Subject: Lyr Add: Gate in the Wall (Anne Lister)
From: Mrrzy
Date: 26 Jan 08 - 12:47 PM

GATE IN THE WALL
By Anne Lister (Tabster), on Waiting for the Hero

This song is for me more than it is for you
And that's where the strange part begins
For I always fight hard against saying what's true
And it's not the kind of song I would sing.
But hearing you leave and saying goodbye
And sitting alone when you'd gone
I thought that while others had just made me cry
You just made me write you this song.

I built my heart walls and I structured them well
And I build every kind of defence
And though they could stand against mortars and shell
There's really no chance with a friend.
And the worst kind of loss and the worst kind of hurt
Would be losing a friend by mistake
If the alcohol blurred all our edges last night
Then a song should help cover the break.

Oh love is a big word and fills many dreams
And there's two kinds that I can see there
There's the kind that's your whole life that I've never seen
And the warm kind that all close friends share.
And the worst kind of mess would be mixing the two
Or drawing too heavy a line
There's no kind of danger between me and you
But it's some kind of love all the time.

And wherever you go and whoever you see
There'll be something else following on
Standing quite close in the good times there'll be
And there in the times things go wrong.
There's no need to worry, no need to explain
No need to be sorry at all
Whatever has been may not happen again
But we both made a gate in the wall.

This song is for you more than it is for me
And that's where the strange part should end
For I always fight hard against saying what's true
Ah but how could I lie to a friend?
And hearing you leave and saying goodbye
And sitting alone when you'd gone
I thought that while others had just made me cry
You just made me write you this song.

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Gate in the Wall (Anne Lister)
From: Joe Offer
Date: 26 Jan 08 - 06:19 PM

Here are Anne's notes, from Waiting for the Hero:

One of those strange, drunken events that can severely snarl up a friendship but in this case didn't.
For which I will always be grateful.

Makes me wonder who the other person was...
-Joe-