If I, by mistake

Transformed into a robot

It would be my last

Into driving rain

Into a blacker darkness

Into the deep sea

To be a machine

And do just what I am told

A dream, a nightmare

And through all this change

Though things rot or fade away

Something will abide

I’m still holding on

Holding fast and holding strong

I can’t bear this weight

I have been looking

Underneath the sinking sea

Looking out for you

Everywhere I go

It all reminds me of you

Everything I do

Under winter stacks

Amid yellow bramble leaves

Building a new nest

The tree’s thin old limbs

Cold and bare of summer’s crown

Carry me away

Come and take my hand
Through lies we will understand
That we’re growing wild

From http://music.scruffian.com/album/growing-wild

The same silver moon

Watches over all of us

Wherever we are

That cloudless warm night

Will stay with me forever

We cannot go back

Ice crystal gardens

Frost bitten under clear skies

Are all that grows here

Orange winter sun

Casting the longest shadows 

On the shortest day

Sleepy little days

Fireside blankets and tea

Hibernation time

A broken bottle

Our lives are dripping away

A day at a time

Tangled up wires

Winding and chocking themselves

In my confused brain

When I’m looking back

And remembering the past

I think I will die 

Now I’m suspended

In the middle of a lake

Walking on thin ice

Words are a blunt tool

So I’m trying not to read

In between the lines

I knew words could hurt

I have learnt that saying none

Can hurt just the same

Putrid mist drifting

Across derelict mudflats

Enclosing house boats

The underbelly

Seedy sleazy squalid stench

I plan my escape 

In my tired mind

Peeping out from the darkness

Into your bright eyes