Reality Attack

Reaching out my hand

I slipped it over a most expensive fruit

Of some yellow colour

Reaching out my hand

I softly stroked the boy's face

In memory of darkness

Reaching out my hand at the bossman's door

I turned the handle - I touched the money

Reaching out my hand I took the money

Reaching out my hand

I felt the cold zip and the rough cloth of his trousers

The pigskin leather wallet was fat in my fingers

Stuffed with his papers, stuffed with his money

It slipped from my fingers, fell down to the floor

Fell out round my feet, it was out of control

Reaching out my hand I saw the handcuffs.

it's all right lady it's only a reality attack

Its all right lady you'll soon get your sanity back

Reaching out my hand

I pressed my fingers round a soft and scented fruit

Of some dull red colour

Reaching out my hand

The red juice squeezed through my fingers

Like blood into the white bowl

Reaching out my hand

To the cup of wine that stained my teeth

I threw the cup at the window

And the red juice - red streaks falling

Falling like rain, like rain down the windows

Like blood on my eyes

The steel wheels rumbling on the tiled floor

As they carried me away

Carried me away

Reaching out my hand I saw the needle.

Reaching out my hand

I slipped it over a strange and pulsing fruit of some

Rare blue colour

Reaching out my hand

The baby sprang from my grasp

And leaped into the night sky...

Reaching out my hand

In the supermarket

Nightmare of ugliness

I AM ALONE

Reaching out my hand I cry for mercy

Reaching out my hand

In the impossible dream of the merchants of knives

Purveyors of furniture, dealers in dust,

Displayers of lies, polluter's of flesh,

Takers of tickets, packagers of packets,

Fillers of shelves,

From the brightest shelf I choose

I choose

Reaching out my hand I take the poison...

It's all right lady, it's only a reality attack

Its all right lady, you'll soon get your sanity back