Pushchair

A man with a pushchair
Through a walking frame
There was more than I
Could ever take about pain
So he walks the streets
And he doesn't even know my name

I'm going bad again
I'm going bad again

I've got a life affirming wish to blame
I've got a pre-test scrambled mess in my head for a brain
And every mistake I make, I make it again
And every message I send condemns ,every message I send ends

A woman in the garden
Older than I'll ever be
She's got a open heart
Even for the likes of me
She's got a God for a goal
And a cat for a family

I wanna see what she sees
I wanna see what she sees

I've got a life affirming wish to blame
I've got a pre-test scrambled mess in my head for a brain
And every mistake I make, I make it again
And every message I send condemns, every message I send ends

And the indecipherable singing
Outside in the street at 5am
It is the sound of a voice
With far less choice than me again
I would invite them in
But I don't know where they've been
And my policy is
I don't open my door for strangers,
Don't open my door for strangers

The man with a pushchair
Through a walking frame
He should sit in the seat
And take the weight of his feet
For a change
He could admire the view
While he thought of what to do
And he could congratulate himself
On a deed well done
On a deed well done
On a deed well done
You've all been done

I've got a life affirming wish to blame
I've got a pre-test scrambled mess in my head for a brain
And every mistake I make, I make it again
And every message I send condemns, every message I send ends