It doesn’t matter
It doesn’t matter any more
It doesn’t matter
It doesn’t matter,
whatever the fightings been for
I tried to find your holy grail
Nearly followed it straight into hell
I built an ark that was full of holes
It didn’t hold water terribly well
I saw the star in the midnight sky
I built a ladder that was ten miles high
I built again for twenty more
But never would that star come through my door
I chased your rainbow through the darkening clouds
Your pot of gold was never to be found
And when I reached the rainbows end?
I found I’d lost my very best friend
I built a wall around my heart
I built it firm,and I built it fast
I dug a trench, ocean deep
But it dissolved when I fell asleep
My dreams of sorrow,my crown of thorns
The cross I carried,through the fire that burns
The tears of plenty,of my withered soul
The scars of lashes,cut through my bones
Then one day,I woke to find
The storm had passed,the floods had dried
The house I’d built upon your shifting sands
Had survived the fall, and its where I stand
I will rebuild again on firmer ground
Far from the rains and your siren sounds
Where an oak tree stands,tall and proud
Not casting gloomy shadows
when my sun goes down
It doesn’t matter any more
Rod Macfarlane
