This City Never Was My Home

The coffee it helps
Quench this dull headache
I've had now for numerous days
Too many late nights
Ales and tablets
I've burnt up my turn of phrase

You ruthlessly call me
And tell me quite firmly
That this time it really is it
I press the red button
Dig my head in the pillow
As the message it slowly transmits

This city never was my home
But I miss it I miss it so
This city never was my home
And now I've got no place to go

In this strange room
I don't at all recognise
All this clutter surrounding the bed
It makes no more sense
Than the apathy circling
In the nest at the front of my head

I'll lay here all day
Until this numb goes away
And motivation returns to my bones
The air here is stagnant
It's so hard to drift off
When dragged back by one's slatternly clothes

This city never was my home
But I miss it I miss it so
This city never was my home
And now I've got no place to go



Credits
Writer(s): Clive Steven
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