Enter Sylvia Plath

[Verse: Stuart Murdoch] Come, and steal my thoughts away Thief of my identity I was holding on to decency Reality Come, and take me for a while Up to your abundant pace I'll be a sidecar if you want to race Born to race Put your hand on mine And take me from this tired ride Take me from this early night From the sea and rain and countryside If you talk to me, then soon I'll be your accomplice in words And we will talk only in verse Talk only in verse I will leave the ones I love Leave them for the years to come Even though I may be doing wrong Doing wrong I will follow in your steps Walk out to the station cold Buy a ticket and then slowly go Slowly go In this place and time Easy is the first escape I got money, I need no disguise I'm a citizen and city-wise In this time and place There is no one who will shoot you down There's no one who will take a girl And tell her she can't have the world [Verse: Sarah Martin] You constantly struggle for self-improvement You have the ability to analyse and solve any problem You are heading in the right direction Your mind is creative, original, and alert Boy, you don't know what you want It isn't what you think it is All the dreams and guilt and loneliness Loneliness Boy, if we were to be friends Subtle is the art required To draw the evil from this lonely pyre Lonely pyre [Bridge: Stuart Murdoch] Take this hand from me And guide me round your tools of work Fashion me into your junior clerk Let me live in shadows of your words And when things get tough for you As they did when you came up through the ranks You can borrow from my faith From my faith [Bridge: Stuart Murdoch] From my faith...