Séamus Scanlan - On The Receiving End Lyrics

I was walking in the rain
Unsure of my direction
When I caught in a reflection
Someone who seemed to need a friend

He had my mother's name
Tattooed in a purple lily
And a map of northeast Philly
With the words 'no one truly leaves'

He carried all this shame
In a threadbare duffle holder
Slung hard over his shoulder
Inching down towards the ground

Well I caught this fellow's eye
We both sat there for a while
Declining polite smiles
Because it didn't fit the mood

And I wondered how long it had been
Since he was on the receiving end
I wondered how long it had been
Since he was on the receiving end

Well he beckoned me come close
So I got right under his nose
We stood there toe to toe
Breathing in harmony

And he took me by surprise
With the whiteness of his eyes
The kind that bear no lies
No matter favor's ring

Without uttering a word
His truth was all I heard
And while I'm sure we looked absurd
Closer still I leaned

Our foreheads hardly gapped
Our stars so neatly mapped
Our stillness finally tapped
We spoke our words as one

I'm sorry for how long it has been
Since you were on the receiving end
I'm sorry for how long it has been
Since you were on the receiving end