Congratulations

"Congratulations and I'm sorry for your loss
 And the sea of complications that you just can't seem to cross"
 I tell him that he's kind and that I needn't plague his thoughts
 I ask him what is mine and what I needed to be taught
 He smokes a tired rollup whilst she hoovers round his feet
 He tells her she should grow up but he'd really like to keep
 A sense of
 Comfort and nostalgia, melody and beat
 Comfort and nostalgia and something he can repeat
 I learned today whilst waiting for the night-time to arrive
 It's one thing to start the motor
 It's another thing to drive
 And it's even harder going when you let go of the wheel
 And even harder going when staying is all you feel
 Tuesday Morning, 6AM, I'm slipping out of sync
 The screen is stained with bloodshot and the music needs a drink
 And all the banners and the shouting only made me want it more
 And as the time goes by it will get easy to ignore
 And to ignore is to escape
 And to escape must be to live
 And when the cockerel cries it will be me that you will forgive
 I wish that I was sacred
 I wish that I was right
 I wish I had the strength to keep my consciousness at night
 Circumstance is selfless, and I am selfish too
 And I would go for one last swim if I had less to do