Seven Years Lyrics

Haven't seen the sun for seven days November's got her nails dug in deep Haven't seen my son for seven years And the chances are we'll never again meet
If truth be told, I don't even know his name If truth be told, he doesn't even know my name
I spend my spare time with my rosary beads Although I never learnt to pray But you don't need the light and it's best to pretend That you've seen the errors of your ways
The darkness in here is as heavy as a judgment This darkness, heavy as a judgment
My dreams are now filled with Gilead trees And other sights that I've never seen They used to be filled with the fears of tomorrow And the horror that it might bring
His eyes felt to me as cold as a stone mason's chisel [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/seven-years-lyrics-cowboy-junkies.html ] His eyes fell on me, cold like a stone mason's chisel
Strange how a mind can always recall What the senses eagerly leave behind I can remember his face, rage, disgust and distaste But to my fear I have grown blind
Memories are just dead men making trouble This memory is just a dead man making trouble
Haven't seen the sun for seven days November's got her nails dug in deep Haven't seen my son for seven years And the chances are we'll never again meet
Memories are just dead men making trouble This memory is just a dead man making trouble
Memories are just dead men making trouble This memory is just a dead man making trouble Making trouble