Real Life

                                  Each morning after Sunblest

Feel the benefit, mental arithmetic

I waited by the staff room

In time for benediction

Living a law just short of delusion

When we fall in love there's confusion

This must be the place I waited years to leave



To our voices nobody's listening

We shiver in the rain by the touchline

Then a coach ride to the station

"My lord, the carriage awaiteth!"

Living a law just short of delusion

When we fall in love there's confusion

This must be the place I waited years to leave

This must be the place I waited years to leave

And how

How long?



I'm listening to the words I thought I'd never hear again

A litany of saints and other ordinary men

Kneeling on the parquet

Whatever has gone wrong?

The fear and feeling hopelessness

I don't want to belong



I dreamt I was back in uniform

And a candidate for examination

History, someone had blundered

And a voice rapped "knuckle under!"

Living a law just short of delusion

When we fall in love there's confusion

This must be the place I waited years to leave

This must be the place I waited years to leave

And how

And how

How long?