Desire is a Mess - I Like Trains

Move into the light

I know exactly what you’ve done

I am your only hope

I am the inquisition

I am my mother’s son

I will walk you through it slowly

I will show you how I roll

I was prepared to turn a blind eye

I was prepared to let it go

But then I saw you in a river

Wading out beyond the reeds

Shouting 'I won’t let this pathetic slip of a man get the better of me'

How do you sleep at night?

How do you sleep at night?

How do you sleep at night?

How do you sleep at night?

I have been making a purse from this house here for as long as I can remember

And I’ve been interrupted

More times than I care to mention

Why am I not surprised?

Why am I not surprisd by the breadth of the problm?

Why am I not surprised?

By the scope of the problem?