some kind of death
all around me.
evening time.
something good has gone
for reasons i cant tell,
for reasons that i long for.
i long for this to end.
sometimes it hurts,
sometimes it is fine.
all i gotta do is try for something - a dignity a grace of my own.
something, anything.
something, anything.

it's the pain that grips my chest,
this one's different from the rest.
it's tender to the touch,
i dont dwell on it too much.
and this country is so cold.
i can't match that so i'll fold.
like the unexploded bomb
i'm no fun to have around.
it's the old man at the bar,
thinks he's got the right to start,
he's heavy to look at,
he's got nothing i have not.
i could deal with him all night,
he's the third one on the right.
not the unattended bag,
he's more obvious than that.
all my confidence had gone,
felt like all i'd done was wrong.
nearly got myself a job,
but i got myself reborn.
and i feel it in my heart,
it's another brand new start,
like an unexpected guest - a welcome one at that.
as the wheels turn slowly round,
as my life slowly unwinds,
a whole new episode,
will i survive once again?
as the universe explodes
as the soldiers all reload
like the invisible man
no-one sees me as i am.


Lyrics submitted by brave1950

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