alone, cemetery heart,
prudence hasn't paidmistake from the very start,
and you sit and stare
and you sit and stare,
but there's no-one there
but there's no-one there.
where do you go from here,
patience hasn't paidcan someone die of fear,
you sit and look around
you sit and look around,
every sight betrays a sound
every sight betrays a sound.
What are you so afraid of
what has brought you to this state,
where are your natural emotions?
You're such a sad, sad thing
you're such a sad, sad thing.
you feel your back against the wall
caution hasn't paidits set you up just to fall
You sit around with your rope
your sit around with your ropeone loose knot and no hope
one loose knot and no hope."
I think we're tying those loose knots in our metaphorical ropes, each and every day. The ones who use the real ropes are perhaps just a bit more honest about it all.