Don’t think I’d have stayed just for one more day,

It seems so much like home,

No room to go astray,

Don’t think I could watch — with mindless, empty tasks,

Intake moving in, forced to walk a lonely path.

Pictures all around, of how good a life should be,

A model for the rest,

That bred insecurity,

I walked a jagged line and then came back for more,

It’s always in my mind,

An institution with no law.

We won’t forget you on the day of the lords,

When our hearts stopped,

When we put up the boards,

To relax from all this sickness of words,

To escape from the collapse of our worlds.

We won’t forget you, though in violence you go,

As the wheels turned in the theatres below,

An escape from the ends never met,

In apartments with the lives not formed yet.

You never really understood,

You never tried to change our minds,

As long as you were in control,

As long as we could spare the time,

And ‘cause you needed to win on the day of the lords.

We won’t forget you on the day of the lords,

In a new town, just clutching at straws,

With the door shut, now the running has ended,

And a last thought of the chances surrrendered.

We resist all of times mutations,

And lose our hands for all lost creations,

We left holes in the best laid plans,

And registered every inward glance.

For all mysteries never seen and never revealed,

And the memories, always tired and never too real,

Yeah, the memories, down on paper cease to exist,

To uncover all true feelings inside just too much to risk.

We made out down the roads to nowhere,

And lost all purpose in the rush to get there,

From broken homes built on dust and ashes,

That marked the spots of last years crashes.

For all mysteries never seen and never revealed,

And the memories, always hazy, never too real,

Yeah, the memories of a future everyone shared,

But when the time came, looking over our shoulders, Nobody cared.

I walked out and I thought for a time I could see

No defence, and I thought for a while you were me,

We were wrong,

In our time,

Always down,

Out of line.

I relaxed from the days filled with blood sport in vain,

And returned with the knowledge that we’re two the same,

Two in Hell,

Two set free,

Too alike,

You to me.

And we watched everything pass us by in due course,

Always tied by a mutual feeling that lost,

We were two,

Two in Hell,

Two set free,

Known too well.

Searching for some other way,

To bring some small relief,

Never to be satisfied,

And snatch at all beliefs.

Didn’t have the energy,

To make up for my part,

Everything seemed easy but

I didn’t have the heart.

Things that on the surface,

Seemed so very much the same,

But once you’ve made the move,

So long nothing else remains.

So afraid to make a break,

For fear of what I’d do,

It can cause repressive treatment,

When they put the blame on you.

I know now just where I stand,

These thoughts will never cross,

Victim of security,

Hoping to get lost.

Bet you’ve worked the whole machine,

And never missed out much,

Still staring in the mirror,

Trying so hard not to push.

Put you on a wooden cross,

Nailed reasons to your hand,

Covered in self-pity,