NOTHING TO WANT
13/7/98

It didn't matter then
And it doesn't matter now
I only fear what I don't believe
I'm scared of all belief

All the branches broke
In the cold, winter hate
 Sympathies for all our savage minds
Won't come back to break again

We all took off our wheels
At one time or another
And how far will the revolution
Of our minds fake us
Which corner will you next turn

The way I see things changes
There aren't many left who can save us
Those I thought were magic, fake
And now I'm the same

The frosty blanket on the roadside
Covers what used to be so clear
As I get closer to the sky
This chill begins to deepen
There's no escaping
What is now and will always be

Shuffling through postcards from the past
Times I knew, but never thought would last
There's a time to win
And a time to come last
But never in between