Gethsemane, Again

Album: Zero She Flies (1970)
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  • In Gloucester Cathedral, on Saturday night
    I came to your flower show, blown like a kite
    And I stood by the tombstones, and gazed at the lights
    On the altar
    And the horse-faced old ladies and tweedy-toned men
    Of county society they came and they went
    With pamphlets and leaflets of Christian events
    For the fall

    But ain't it all just like Jesus
    Crying in the rain?
    Ain't it all just Gethsemane again?

    Oh the half-a-crown programmes on sale at the door
    Were clutched in the teeth of the rich and the poor
    As they swayed in an undertone conscience-free
    Forward together
    And the outstretching hands of the swains of the Lord
    Sold the communing commuters the word
    With LPs of Mary and photos of God
    In the hall

    But ain't it all just like Jesus
    Crying in the rain?
    Ain't it all just Gethsemane again?

    Oh the flowers hushed the air as the columns advanced
    To the clinking of coins in a ritual dance
    On flagstones that ached for a chance of a chance
    Of escaping
    And the mystical statues looked down so depressed
    At the endless possessors becoming possessed
    And the costumed confessors who never confessed
    To the wall

    But ain't it all just like Jesus
    Crying in the rain?
    Ain't it all just Gethsemane again?

    Oh I saw a blue hair-rinse, I saw a black tooth
    I saw a false face in a telephone booth
    And the stark white-faced roses that screamed out the truth
    Of their dying
    And a walrus's dreams and a carpenter's love
    Absorbed like a hand in a great rubber glove
    And flown like a flag over battlefields
    Factories and all

    Ain't it all just like Jesus
    Crying in the rain?
    Ain't it all just Gethsemane again?

    Oh I dodged the collection box choirboy and out
    To the streets where the wind shook my hair with a shout
    And the dusty-faced daisies were blowing about
    So freely
    And Christ in the ruins was wandering again
    As he walked with the beggars and talked to the lame
    And danced with the children and sailors who came
    At his call

    But ain't it all just like Jesus
    Crying in the rain?
    Ain't it all just Gethsemane again?

    Ain't it all just like Jesus
    Crying in the rain?
    Ain't it all just Nazareth again? Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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