David Gray

All our lives we’ve dreamed about it,
Just to find that it was never real.
This sure ain’t no great Valhalla
Coming closer each turn of the wheel.
Forlorn adrift on seas of beige
In this our Golden Age.
Even in our darkest hour
Never thought that it could get so bad.
Bullied, suckered, pimped and patronized
Every day your tawdry little lives,
So loose your head
And step within.
The silence deafening.
Now you saw it coming,
And I saw it coming,
We all saw it coming,
But we still bought it.
You saw it coming,
And I saw it coming,
But still running full steam ahead.
In and out of consciousness
It breaks my heart to see you like this
Crying, wringing hands and cursing fate
Always so little far too late.
It’s 3 am I’m wide awake,