Axe Victim

You came to watch the band
To see us play our parts
We hoped you'd lend an ear
You hoped we'd dress like tarts
But back stage we stand naked
All the make-up cleaned away
My poet sheds his pretty skin
And turns to face the day

And there's nothing to be done
No nothing to be said
Last night I felt immortal
This morning I feel dead

And the love
That gave its blaze to my heart
Now brings a haze
Be careful 'cause I'm an axe victim
Hung up on these silver strings
Like wings
Like time machines...
Like voices on the winds

We hit the road to home
Sad amps and smashed guitars
Played badly at 'The Duke' to almost
No applause...
But someone made it worthwhile
When smiling with bright eyes
They gave me full attention
And took me by surprise...

Today the feeling's gone
It faded like a ghost
Last night I saw the future
This morning there's no hope

And the words that I sung so clear
Are now clouded by my tears
Please be careful
'Cause I'm an axe victim
Hung up on these silver strings
Like sails
Like seagull's cries
Like churchbells in the night