Enter Sylvia Plath

Come, steal my thoughts away
Thief of my identity
I was holding on to decency
Reality

Come, and take me for a walk
Up to your apartment, base
I'll be a sidecar if you want to race
Born to race

Put your hand on mine
And take me from this coloured rock
Take me from this early night
From the sea and reddened countryside

If you talk to me that soon
I'll be your accomplice in love
And we will talk only in rhymes
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 right to the station cold
Buy a ticket and then slowly go
Slowly go

In this place and time
Easy as the first escape
I got money I need no disguise
I'm a citizen and city-wise

In this time and place
There's no-one who will shoot you down
There's no-one who will take a gun
And tell us you can't have the world

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 drive the evil from this lonely part
Lonely part

Take this hand from me
And
Fashion me into your junior clerk
Let me lift the shadows off your work

Things get tough for you
As they did when you came up through the ranks
You can borrow from my faith
From my faith

Take this hand from me
And
Fashion me into your junior clerk
Let me lift the shadows off your work

Things get tough for you
As they did when you came up through the ranks
You can borrow from my faith
From my faith

From my faith
From my faith
From my faith