The Numanoid Channel

Thoughts No.2

Sometimes I feel

I live like a prisoner

But I don't know

If this really is pressure

Suprise you win

I'm lost as screamers roll in

Sometimes I feel

Like leaving this place I'm in

Faded film people dropping words

About the real things to say

Someone pulls me deeper

And tells me who I will be if I stay

A clever machine writes pretty words

For pretty boys

To sing to us all

We're all so grateful

My face you cry

And I show you my darker side

The night is yours

And I just switch off and hide

Cafe and sin

The wine's not to my liking

My face you cry

Oh why didn't I say come in

Frown in my eyes showing nothing

But surprise about you

And what are you thinking

About my life and

Her drinking to you too

A dying non-human writes unkind words

For unkind friends

And as for the tears, they'll never show

Asylum people calling on my door

From day to day

The image must fall

I've had my time

(P) 1978 Beggars Banquet