A bag of bees A keg of snuff

I lie awake in the darkness
Listening to lorries go past
They rattle and thump

as they hit the speed bump
Cos they're so big
Not that they're so fast so

go pussycat go

And the night stays out
And the air is thin
And I think it has some starlight in
That's why it tastes of silver
The night air
Which penetrates the veil of concrete
Chaperoning my dreams to sleep
Go to sleep go to sleep
It's only a flurry
Of atoms between us
I don't want to see you
On TV my hero
Like a lion eating ice cream
Or a man without a barrel

And in this darkness
Winds go weary
Like the last waltz
On a whistle
And my mind
Is hot as fury
Tempted by the thorn of thought
Conquered by the war of wants
Raging through the human duvet
Placating me with games of sleep

Will you be there in my slumber
Will you greet me like a cornflake
Will you tear my paints I wonder
Will you wear your nakedness

This is the type of calm I fancy
When the road is hot as blood
This is the time i turn and flounce and stiffen
This is the time when I'm arisen
My energy is all a buzz
A bag of bees
A keg of snuff
I'm ill at ease
I'll die of lust.