Hand Me Downs

I didn't know what was the matter,

i didn't know where to start.

i'd lost my sense of energy

and id lost my sense of heart.

In the midst of lost and loneliness

in a rose hue picture frame,

passion and objectivity

were calling out my name.

To aid this new confusion

i was having too much fun,

in the gloomy pubs of Brixton

and the fleeting autumn sun.

I was running far too quickly

that my legs could not keep up,

i fell spread eagle on my face,

dignity bit the dust.

And the silence was frozen...

I woke up far too early,

i was sleeping far too late.

the alarm clock was redundant

and the mattress forgot my frame.

A broken television,

so to drown out all the trains.

to drag me from self pity,

united by fate.

I'd learnt all of my lessons,

from vagrant, household names,

i found some friends amongst the shelves

so here's to Dave and Jay,

I'd learnt more from transit vans and Bragg,

than i'd ever learnt in class,

a lifelong education, from punk rock 101.

And the silence was broken...

through ups and downs,

through lost and founds,

your voice will never let me down.