Lyrics Steve Hackett

Steve Hackett

Every Day

Can you light a fire in Winter's face

Or say why a life has gone to waste

Pleasure Island was an overcrowded place

Cleopatra's Needle conquered fear

One more nail in your coffin dear

Endless torture for at least two thousand years

Every day

What's the use of friendship, who am I

Hell bent on destruction, how I tried

You became a ghost to me long before you died