Spark the neurons up
Inflate to fill my lungs...

I feel like a slave to this lonely beat
The one I keep playing, a tune on repeat...

Can you hear the piano?
It echos my heart...

Oh sweet little Pussykins
Come sit upon my knee...

The bunting now flaps uselessly
In the wind that drove them away...

Your utter charm seduces me
Yet your heart is made of stone...

Even after all this time
You don't know what you want...

So this is it, we've reached the end
We're calling time on us...

Even before the day you were born
Life dealt you its first blow...

Now here's a thing I can't work out
Its purpose dumbfounds me...

"Better to have loved and lost"
Isn't that what they say...

It's new sheets day
My favourite sleep of the week...