Out of Sight, Out of Mind

I've dubbed myself a martyr
 Those sixties dreams in colour
 Always offered front row centre
 We've all felt welcome
 Institutions telling me something different
 It's persistence
 Our distance. For instance
 You turned up the gain
 You told lies but you won't lie to my face
 I'll take all the blame
 If it gets me out of the rain
 I'm locked out of the gate
 Your spare key is gone from it's usual place
 But I'll take the blame if it gets me inside and safe
 Your dreams retreating
 Been told your life it was right
 Working, repeating
 Subordination without a fight
 While you're refusing to season
 And it's all said and done
 Look who's hairlines receding
 And are you just having fun?
 Out of sight at the crack of dawn again
 (We've reached a dead end.)
 (I think we've reached a dead end)
 Retrace the familiar steps of my old man
 (We've reached a dead end.)
 (I think we've reached a dead end)
 You turned up the gain
 You told lies but you won't lie to my face
 I'll take all the blame
 If it gets me out of the rain
 I'm locked out of the gate
 Your spare key is gone from it's usual place
 But I'll take the blame if it gets me inside and safe