There
Where no one knows you
You might find your
Peace of mind there’s
Nothing here it’s
Just A Hole And
That is all that keeps you
Climbing up your wall and that’s
Nothing much at all
What’s inside a box that
Can’t be lost it doesn’t
Host the air you breathe you
Let it breed and what is more
It keeps you
Climbing up your wall and that’s
Heading for a fall back against
The door can you shut it out
I think not so you
Build another wall and you really think
That’s anything at all
Now it’s in your
Face you’re out of
Place and you have lost
Your reason why you had
A book but oh now look
You dropped it climbing up
Your wall and that’s
Nothing much at all
Written by Alison Moyet and Pete Glenister