Grey Walls

Richard Thompson

I took my darling down,

I took my darling down

To that big grey house down the lane

And then the doctor said,

He said "It's in her head

She's never going to be right again"

I kissed my love goodbye,

She didn't blink an eye

They took her down the hall,

She never looked back at all



Oh behind grey walls,

Somewhere there's a soul

Behind grey walls,

She's out of control

She's crying out for help,

No-one can hear

O Lord have pity on her,

O Lord have pity on her



My darling walks the floor,

My darling walks the floor

She walks every minute that she can

I heard my darling say,

I heard my darling say

That she don't know who I am

Cigarette burns down her arm,

Said she tried to do herself harm

Tied her arms in the back,

Trussed her up like a sack



Oh behind grey walls,

Somewhere there's a soul

Behind grey walls,

She's out of control

She's crying out for help,

No-one can hear

O Lord have pity on her,

O Lord have pity on her



I saw my darling's face,

I saw my darling's face

It looked so pale in the distance

She stared out from her room

Into the dying gloom

And I saw her poor tears glisten

Pills to keep her calm, more punctures

Than a junkie in her arm

Strapped her on the bed,

Seventy volts through her head



Oh behind grey walls,

Somewhere there's a soul

Behind grey walls,

She's out of control

She's crying out for help,

No-one can hear

O Lord have pity on her,

O Lord have pity on her



Behind grey walls

Behind grey walls