words & music: ciaran flynn
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Standing at the gate looking towards Kowloon
Under the gaze of this still full Asian moon
Come on my love, take a trip with me
And we'll both make this crossing on-board the Star Ferry

Old man sitting down, like Buddha with a book
They say he tells your future with only just one look
He opens up his eyes and stares right into mine
He can see the future and he can see through time,

He said:
Time is not a healer, time will only make it last
Look to the future and learn from the past
He said:
Time won't make it better; it might even make it worse
Unless you be true to yourself before someone else gets hurt.

I'm kicking back under the lights of Hong Kong
Slowly realising that all hope and love are gone
Buddha and the book, it all comes back to me
And the words the old man spoke were no great mystery

He said:
Time is not a healer, time will only make it last
Look to the future and grin & bear the past
He said:
Time won't make it better; it might even make it worse
Unless you be true to yourself before someone else gets hurt.

Rickshaw-pulling Chinaman runs up to me
Before he begs and bargains I quickly start to plead
"I only want to walk, I need some time to think"
He takes me to a aging God who knows everything

& who said:
Time is not a healer, time will only make it last
Look to your future you and learn from your past
He said:
Time won't make it better; it might even make it worse
Unless you be true to yourself before someone else gets hurt.

[Outro]
I jumped on-board with you and we both discovered the truth
on the Star Ferry Crossing to Kowloon
I made a choice with you and we both knew what we had to do
in the shadow of the tall clock tower. on the shores of Kowloon..
On the shores of Kowloon. On the shores of Kowloon
Please just tell me now which way the wind blows.