Thursday, August 21, 2008 by Ingo
At that time of the night (The short straw)
I’m constantly having these lyrics by Marillion (Fish) in my head for the whole night:
It was a wedding ring
destined to be found in
a cheap hotel
lost in a kitchen sink
or thrown in a wishing wellAt that time of the night
When streetlights throw crosses through window frames
Paranoia roams where the shadows reign
Oh, at that time of the nightAt that time of the night
Your senses tangled in some new perfume
Criticism triggers of a loaded room
Oh, at that time of the nightSo if you ask me
How do I feel inside
I could honestly tell you
We’ve been taken on a very long ride
And if my owners let me have some free time some day
With all good intention I would probably run away
Clutching the short strawAt that time of the night
When questions rally in an open mind
Summon all your answers with an ice cubes chime
At that time of the nightAt that time of the night
Pretend you’re off the hook with the telephone
Your confidence wounded in a free fire zone
Oh, at that time of the nightSo if you ask me
Where do I go from here
My next destination even isn’t really that clear
So if you join me and get on your knees and prey
I’ll show you salvation
We’ll take the alternative way
Clutching the short strawIf I had enough money I’d buy a round for that boy over there
A companion in my madness in the mirror the one with the silvery hair
And if some kind soul could please pick up my tab
And while they’re at it if they could pick up my broken heart.Warm wet circles
