Is it passion and hunger and mesmerised bliss?
Or a tired contract for a daily kiss?
Does it burn your soul when you see them online?
Is their beautiful voice like an angel's call
Behind the motorway's endless whine?

Would it puncture you if they jumped your friend?
Do you wonder if it was all pretend?
Can you ever really allow them to know?
Will you sit on your hands when they ask you all
If there's anyone here and you're front row?

Are they faraway in their desert dreams,
Safely detached from your silent screams,
Or lying beside you every night,
Unmoving, unmoved and unmoveable
Out of mind in plainest sight?

Do you want to be free? Are you even trapped?
Did you check the large print in your little contract?
Can you remember the time before
When you all reigned over an empty hall?
Was it better or freer or even more?

Are they underground or at sea? Are you?
Do you wish you were still a dolphin too?
How many bubbles are left to burst?
Are you trapped, is there more room to fall?
Will you chase the best or fear the worst?

If you know, you know, you shouldn't forget.
Don't fear what hasn't happened yet
But watch out for the bottomless pit,
The dealers' nudge and sirens' call.
Diamonds shine brightest in the deepest shit.