New Boy
Neil Pennycook
I know by the hour
And you slipped so slowly
Every single grain
Of the sands of time
Are you still living alone
Do you still call it
The calm before the storm
I'm heavy all the time
And lacking in practice
How many thoughts of dying
By your uncalloused hand
And are you still ploughing that farm
And are you still straining the ways to make it work
I am ready for the rapture
And for great things to happen
I am primed and I am waiting
But nothing ever seems to happen
And all that it took
Was one little push
And I am a new boy
And I am living in an old time
With a new friend of mine
And the same sad heart
I am a new boy
And I am living in an old town
With a new friend of mine
And the same sad heart