BORDERLAND


I N S P I R A T I O N

I made a conscious decision to embrace a working life. In my early years, having left school, I clearly recall not wanting to work behind a desk. I wrote this song not long after leaving the Scottish Borders and a beautiful place not too far away from the Cheviot Hill. It expresses the desire to return, but life has never really seemed to be that simple. 



BORDERLAND

You give to me no quarter as you sign away my life.

I don't believe you care for who I am.

To truth you are no stranger as you twist her with your knife.

I don't believe you care or give a damn.

Chorus

Don't wait for me at the end of the day.

I won't be there to meet your demand.

You won't hold me now with your lies and deceit.

I'm going back to the borderland.


Am I just an empty face behind the window of your eyes?

Am I just an empty face and nothing more?

Are you trying to look through me from behind your thin disguise?

I'll never knock again upon your door.


If you're ever on the streets, with a twist life sometimes takes,

Maybe you'll walk the roads I've walked along.

When you're down and on your knees, you'll find perspectives change

The way you look at right and wrong.


Paul J Openshaw (must have started this in 1970 something)

© Paul J Openshaw 2012