So I'm waiting by a phone
For the blessed ring
Like a holy grail
for a fisher king
Time is ticking down
like a metronome
Rythmn for my brain
and its ceaseless scares
I never seem to play them
to the beat I hear
Though my heart beat is a beat
that beats so near
So we had a talk last night
About the heavy blow
that you dealt in fight
Your back against the wall
It was a puzzle peice
important to the whole
that I may not find
You placed within the hole
I never seem to put them
in the gaps I see
like a puzzle where the pieces
lost you and me
So I'm changing who I am
'cos what I am's not good
And I know you love me now
But I don't see why you should
and I don't see why you should
No I don't see why you should
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So I drift into the end
like a moth to light
Down the boulevard
to a coffee shop
In the land of song
In the land of wait
Beat is bearing down
on this lonely town
I never seem to write them down
as good as you
Like I some where lost the keys
that let me in
So I'm changing who I am
'cos what I am's not good
And I know you love me now
But I don't see why you should
So i'm changing who I am
'cos what i am's not good
and I know you love me now
Though I don't see
why you should
and I don't see why you should
No I don't see why you should
cked down
and they put you first in line
And so you finally ask yourself
just how big you are
and take your place in a wiser
world of bigger motor cars
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So Where the hell was Biggles
when you needed him
last Saturday
And where were all the sportsmen
who always pulled you though
They're all resting down
in Cornwall
writing up their memoirs
for a paper-back edition
of the Boy Scout Manual
See there! A man born