music plays

music plays
and i write out
the thoughts in my head
words do spout
and i feel free
off the barriers
that keep me down
its full of nightmares
the people ive known
have lived life by groans
and never loved
anything but their own
and i thikn im tired
and want to go home
these kids come visit
while im all alone
now im not
with a girl by my side
not just any
but anita, said with pride
and im ready to return
to my home
englands coast
calling me home
im tired of this
woods and shit
the hicks are here
and its not one bit
the shit i knew
when i was ten
id love to go
back there again
and be at home
with my friends
id be in the house
hope it'd never end
but its been sold
and im screwed
theyre all gone
not much to do
town grows dark
and divisions fierce
not quite right
and kindof weird