Each morning after Sunblest   Feel the benefit, mental arithmetic   I waited by the staffroom   In time for benediction      Living a law just short of delusion   When we fall in love, there's confusion   This must be the place I waited years to leave      To our voices nobody's listening   We shiver in the rain by the touchline   Then a coach ride to the station   My Lord, the carriage awaiteth      Living a law just short of delusion   When we fall in love, there's confusion   This must be the place I waited years to leave   This must be the place I waited years to leave   And how, how long?      I'm listening to the words I thought I'd never hear again   A litany of saints and other ordinary men   Kneeling on the parquet, whatever has gone wrong?   The fear and feeling hopelessness, I don't want to belong      I dreamt I was back in uniform   And a candidate for examination   History, someone had blundered   And a voice rapped, ?Knuckle under"      Living a law just short of delusion   When we fall in love, there's confusion   This must be the place I waited years to leave   This must be the place I waited years to leave      And how   And how   How long?