Henry's Songbook

For Good Friday never changes
Are we changed, the number of the years
Add one to the last one
And say oh dear, oh dear
How time changes, how time changes

It's Good Friday on the calendar and I'm on the train
The endless train that brings us to and from the friends who ease the pain
Of loneliness and gardens, the agony a-grown
The moment when you realise that you stand alone

Were you the man who tried the chains, the evil that you found
Or did you stand uncertain at the edge of the crowd as he was led away
You didn't raise the hand that once had flung the palm
In the waters of indifference you stood and washed your hands

And now we've reached the station, see how the people run
Laughing and crying to and from the friends who ease the pain
Of loneliness and gardens, the agony a-grown
The moment when you realise that you stand alone