There was a time I swear it’s true When all the roads that led to you Were leafy lanes and sunlit avenues
And every bird in every tree Announced this joy triumphantly The world had a perfect symmetry
It ends just like it begins I feel the ground under me spin Until I’m on the outside looking in
As the penny drops into a slot It turns a key that fits a lock And opens up a door right under me
And suddenly
I’m falling
And as all colours lose their hue As all lines fall out of true The only sound I can hear Is the slow, slow turn of the screw Is the slow, slow turn of the screw