Lancaster Court

I sleep to the east
 And I live in the west
 I feel him coming as bells pound in my chest
 As I yearn for rest
 Sometimes I can defy it-
 And tonight, I think I might try that
 I grab the book and not the mirror-
 I run the pen
 But the mirror lures me back in again
 I fetch my friend
 And we're making love, and we sweet release,
 Once we're going we're gone
 I try to avoid my own gaze-
 But when I catch that pervert-
 I cannot look away
 He's here to play
 And when it's over, I lay me down and, high
 I slide into a dream...
 I run like a horse-
 With the wind right behind-
 The gorse it scratches
 But I don't dare look back at what I've left behind
 War and rhyme
 (Get a job) (Get a house)
 (Get a car) (Get a record deal)
 (Don't mind saying the things you feel)
 (Don't show the world who you really are)
 And just keeping moving-
 Forward
 Just keep moving
 I'll flit to the next
 Keep it fresh and relaxed
 You are good people but, sincerely- this is what suits me best
 Just keeping moving-
 Forward
 Just keep moving