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Nothing came
The rays in the sun that day
And life isn't full of
You think you could in
Pop the wall in the middle of the night
Climb out of those heavy and clothes
And into cool blue
not even dipping your toe
I find bed too big now
It's like people you see on the way to work
Stuck in an endless queue of
Each one in own individual car
Half of them from the same place
Going to the same
Going
They could quarter the amount of cars by a lift
Go on the bus, out all the cars
I should rid myself of this bed, get a cardboard box
No of space
No force of empty wasted space for your to create it's dent in
I miss back
back, how are you?
What are you up to? on okay?
off

Eighteen months ago moved in here
The metal dealer to one side
And divorced to the other
Each morning we'd wake to the same
Of cookers and fridges being dragged on sides across the concrete
by ravel's bolero
At first this was the best we'd ever heard

Hammer a six inch into my right ear
a red hot poker up my nose
Make me walk on hot coals and glass
Gouge out my with a cocktail stick
Rip my off
The pain would be so much easier than nothing to me at all

It was that dream again, I was on the table
There was bright lights, and laurence olivier out of 'the man' staring down at me
As they unbuttoned my and unravelled my sweater
And the and the vest peeled
And said "did something die in "

So, whose bed you been sleeping in
poncey arsehole I'll bet
I can see you
And it fucking
God, I want to buy you bagels and cream cheese for
Run down the corner shop my undies or socks on
Make some fresh coffee, hop back into your bed
And have those chats I miss so
Another coffee?
Fancy to the pub later
God, good to see you
You always me up