WHEN I WAS YOUNG

WHEN I WAS YOUNG I CHARMED THE LIGHT OUT OF THE SUN.
GROPING AT THOUGHTS WITH A RABID THIRST. ALONE.
BUT I WAS AS A CHILD, PARALYSED, TAKEN BY ANY THOUGHT THAT CAME ALONG.
SOLD MY FUTURE TO A GAMBLER BY THE RIVER WHEN THE WATER WAS HIGH.
GAMBLER STANDS WITH HIS BACK TO MY FUTURE AND THE RIVER RAN DRY.

RAGE AGAINST THE DIEING LIGHT (x4).

I HAD A DREAM WITH ALL OF ENGLAND IN A RUIN.
I RULED OVER THAT DISMAL KINGDOM.
BUT JUST AS HISTORY TELLS, FOLKS REBEL, KINGDOMS FALL
AND MY PRINCELY HEAD DID ROLL.

TOLD MY DREAM TO A DOCTOR BY THE RIVER AND SHE SHOOK ME AWAKE.
SHE WAS WRITING A PRESCRIPTION ON A RIZLA FOR MY KING-SIZED MISTAKE.

RAGE AGAINST THE DIEING LIGHT (x4).

DOCTOR WALKS WITH THE GAMBLER ACROSS THE RIVER WITH A SCALPEL AND DICE.
THEY’RE DISSECTING MY REFLECTION ON THE WATER INTO MULTIPLE LIVES.

RAGE AGAINST THE DIEING LIGHT