Retrospect Lyrics & Chords By Gordon Mumma

Aching, tearing fabric Dragging footsteps through unsympathetic streets Grinding teeth, brittle bones The weight of a world not my own flung onto well-worn shoulders When was it...read more

As the winter let spring come I shed my skin and come alive A new retrospect, a sign And words of torment that hunt the sick Now this is my shelter And this is my heart ...read more

Seeing things in retrospect Is something I can never do cause Images grow dark with age And make me wish for something new I can't believe I've been up all night Thinking...read more

Here we are We stand in line One more time today There is no sense The cigarette in hand It's all gone bad No name, privilege, no hope and fame We've seen it all before ...read more

Here we are We stand in line One more time today There is no sense The cigarette in hand It's all gone bad No name, privilege, no hope and fame We've seen it all before ...read more