Escaping into the night
Everyday dreaming
Swinging on a crib
Snuggled cosy in illusion

When i wake
Wonder why my worlds so empty
The days are a rope
Blisters on the neck

Alone in the night
Away from myself
Operator joe keeps calling back
Black and grey, shudder shudder
Dresser shay is invisible

No sanctuary for the man
Whatever happened to the boy
Sometimes i wish again
For the child, i was