In this Place

Words and music by STUART ADAMSON
From the BIG COUNTRY album
PEACE IN OUR TIME (1988)

The classic exile's song.

All the years I spent in this place
The friends I knew here,
I loved every face
I loved the smoke, the heat and the noise
But the profit's too small
For the black-suited boys

Oh angel, it's coming down stone by stone
It's breaking up home by home
Take it away, take it away

In this place I will lay my life down
In this place I will let you carry me
As I age so my learning grows
I still touch the vision
I still smell the rose in this place

All the years I lived in this place
The people I knew here,
I loved every face
I loved the parties, the funerals and fights
The supermarket needs my land
I have no rights

Oh angel, it's coming down stone by stone
It's breaking up home by home
Take it away, take it away

In this place I will lay my life down
In this place I will let you carry me
As I age so my learning grows
I still touch the vision
I still smell the rose in this place

All the years I spent in this place
The children we raised here,
I loved this country, the land of my birth
But how much am I wnated
How much am I worth

Oh angel, it's coming down stone by stone
It's breaking up home by home
Take it away, take it away

In this place I will lay my life down
In this place I will let you carry me
As I age so my learning grows
I still touch the vision
I still smell the rose in this place