(brooker / trower / reid)      There's you, you're sleeping over there   Whilst me I'm sitting here   With so much sea between us   I can't make it much more clear   There'll be no time for crying   We won't make it more than six   I could change my plea to guilty   But I don't think it would stick   Still those other ratings far too easy to despise   You've said so much in silence now I truly am disguised      Let him who fears his heart alone   Stand up and make a speech   For him perhaps an emperor's throne   If he could only speak   Far too few and far to follow   For shame I'll heed the cry   Be with me when I need a drink   Be with me when I die   Still those other ratings far too easy to despise   You've said so much in silence now indeed I am disguised