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