Reaching For The Rail

I'm ill with a fever, I feel like a child

I lay in the dark 'til morning came.

And it's so unoriginal

But I feel it worse at night

And I know it's not terminal

But I'm near half dead with fright

And freezing cold.

But sooner than wake up

To find it all unchanged

I'll sleep through the day till the daylight ends.

'Cos it's so familiar

As it comes around again

The same taste to everything

The same unbroken chain

That still remains.

With morning I rise,

In dream that won't leave me,

You're sad, naked and pale

And you're reaching for the rail

You took a look inside, how could you peel away

Or braek the shell, the hurt you've hidden so well

For all your days.

And you're going down

As you slip beneath the waves,

Won't make a sound

Won't even leave a trace before you.

I hear an appalling sigh from the street below

And it's creeping fear congealed in stone

That paves the crazy road.

And all are succumbing and they look so hopelessly

At the heartbreak, it's easy to deal with,

Just take these and you'll really never feel it.