Being Followed Home

I'm being followed home, / I'm being followed home, / I don't know what for, / I don't Know by whom. / the smell of your dress, / a face in the rain, / the pavement shines wet / In focus again. / oh... / oh... / oh... / oh. / in a dead seaside town / I tried to change My mind / for a well-balanced view / that was not mine to find. / heaven knows, all your / Stars are on show, they last a lifetime, / and your hands leave their / marks in the sand, They last for ever, / for ever. / it's clear to me: / you fit so perfectly / in a dimly Lit room / just inside of the sea. / his twisted face / tells me to leave this place. / You know somewhere, / but I shouldn't go there, I shouldn't go there. / heaven knows, all Your / stars are on show, they last a lifetime, / and your hands leave their / marks in The sand, they last for ever. / they've followed me home - the one with the dog-breath in The tattoo bar says something in a language that I don't uderstand. the street stinks of Piss and dead fish. jump a garden wall, landing on the slimy gra*s, air roaring in my Lungs. hear him swear as he stumbles and falls behind me. down another cobbled street, Footsteps bouncing off the walls. which way? a bottle smashes. the glint of a blade in the Moonlight. someone laughs, the corners turned... and it's too late. the first blow Falls... then nothing. / I awoke on the beach sometime later / to a grey and sunless sky. / your voice still slithers in my head, / I can't remember what you said. / I get to my Feet, my body aches. / I make for the town for no-one's sake. / my mind is a blur, I feel So weak, / I see your reflection in the street. / 'it's what you deserve, it's what You need. / just like those stupid books you read.' / I look to the sky, I see your Face, / collapse in the road I hear you say / I shouldn't go there, I shouldn't go there! / my wound's healing now / and your imprint fades, / now just a pale scar / for five Vanished days. / your voice is so weak, / your face is unclear, / your body a legend from A forgotten year. / I've been followed home. / I've been followed home. / I've been Followed home. / I've been followed home.