richard thompson
grey walls
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