Faces in the Crowd

Faces in the Crowd - Alannah Myles

Esther walks the hall

Carrying a candle

Listens at the wall

For a sign of life

Closing her eyes to

The room fades away

Counting the chimes

In the church of our

Saviour ringing out

To faces in the crowd

Simon drives this town

Works a graveyard sunday

Esther flags him down

Doesn't speak a word

He hums to himself

As the streets disappear

He catches himself

Looking back in the mirror

Filled with doubt

Two faces in the crowd

On the ferry from

Dover to calais

Arm in arm on

A windswept day

I've got a photo

Of them sailing away

Mother's so pretty

Father's so proud

I stop to count the chimes

An orphan in the shadows

So little left behind

So much I'll never know

A list in 'the times'

Of the lives lost at sea

An old photograph and a past

That seems so like

On the ferry

From dover to calais

Arm in arm

On a windswept day

I've got a phot of them

Sailing away

Mother's so pretty

Father's so proud

Esther walks the hall

Carrying a candle

Listens at the wall

For a sign of life