(ian hunter) On morning shadows you were ill-spent "it's time", you said, or is it time you went I tried so hard to leave you I tried to sleep The hours you keep Oh lord i wish i could escape this iron veil Ride on my son Ride on my son Ride until you fail Something comes and something goes And something dies before it grows And i'm like a sea diver Who's lost in space ["sweet", said his grace?] Oh lord i wish i could escape this iron veil Ride on my son Right on my son Ride until you fail