Twisted soldier

Come be silent with me now
still and quiet as a candle
though they never taught us how
and where the love was we could handle

we who never knew our way
in the shiny supermarket
of the fashions of today
we who never hit the target

       Twisted soldier
       with the chip on your shoulder
       you never understood the world
       or read the secrets in a girl
       twisted soldier
       roll your boulder

we who dreamed of being gods
since we always failed as men
thinking that against all odds
we would not come back again

when we toed the line of life
the pace proved all too hectic
we tried to read the holy book
to find out we were dyslectic

       refr.

So try the gate within the heart
the door to end all doorways
all your instincts and your feelings
on offer on the gilded tray

and you stand there still and quiet
trying to compose yourself
and you wonder where you're lying
in the chalice or on the shelf ?

       refr.

1993