You closed your eyes and left me here   And now I'm jealous of your sleep   I made some noise to wake you up   It seems you've drifted out of reach      I'm not sure if you meant what you said   But that's okay   'cos it still sounded good   When you said it anyway   I'm not sure where you are    When I turn and stroke your face   You don't move anymore   So it must be getting late      I'm not tired even now   I think I'm glad to be awake   I've met these fractured thoughts before   They grin and wander round this place      I'll get up all I find   Is a paper that I hate   Real life disappears   And gets shrink wrapped in its place   I get up, watch tv   Helps me feed my vicious streak   Real life disappears      Then we watch the spooks on the news   Playing chess with the cynics   Hope you die in the arms of your shrinks in your clinics   Now its gone 5 a.m.      We smile and plan our revenge   By the end the night has found it's true friends   Up all hours sketching a thousand great schemes   Hope I'm not too tired to colour them in      I get what I want then I'm not sure I want it anymore