Truth, Rest Your Head

I've been hazy

I've not waited for you

Nature's hasty

And Lord knows so am I



Six months inside

Wandsworth's finest landmark

My patience has died

First guilt, now hate's best son



Every M.P.

And all their strong kind words

"He can't be guilty"

But you and I both know



Truth, rest your head

There is more than a life at stake here

For me you died tonight

So don't involve me in your plans

When the chat shows beckon

For me you died tonight