Standing at the Gates Songtext

von Gerry Rafferty

The jury found you guilty, and you stare into a world that's without love.
But you keep a wall around you, and wait for help to come down from above.
Now the wisdom of your ways has finally caught you up, and left you to your fate.
So you end up like a refugee, all alone and standin'at the gates.

Now the truth is slowly dawning, but you don't get any warning here within,
And you swear that you can change your ways, you promise that tomorrow you'll begin.
But the phases of the moon, they come and go, until you've left it much too late.
So you end up like a refugee, all alone and standin'at the gates.

All aboard on the roundabout, like the biggest fool you've ever seen.
And all the time you know what's coming down,
Up and down on the roundabout while you're sitting right on dynamite.
Yes, any fool can see what's comin'down.
You can run with the wind, you can laugh at the rain, and pretend
It's just some bad weather.
But there's a storm comin'up, and it's headin'your way.

Now the spirit doesn't move you, you're so empty, you've got nothin'left to give.
Yes, you know by now that nothing you have ever learned has taught you how to live.
And the phases of the moon still come and go, and now you've left it much too late.
So you end up like a refugee, all alone and standin'at the gates.