Tea and Toast
Call it a day
Race you to sunset
Follow your failure
All the way home
A labour of love
Won't pay for your family
The family you love
Is labour enough
Look where you live
Don't worry about the laundry
The sink and its dishes
The dust on the floor
The problems up stairs
The everyday riffraff
The little at high tide
The ghost on the shore
I'm sick of the show
The average white thoroughbred
The racer is lazy
And won't leave the gate
But look at that chain
Wrapped around the heart of it
The part that won't change
The rest of its gone
Look where we are
A heritage junkyard
In inherited shipwreck
Refusing to sink
People, I know,
It can be hard to swallow
A horse, he may follow
But you can't make him think
Maybe we're born
Just to serve the best of us
The rest of us hold
The reins of the beast
Tamed by our hands
The invention of cruelty
The barb-wired fence post
That won't let us leave
But if we can't go
We can make the best of it
A caged bird is singing
The song of a ghost
We are sustained
On bread and water
But love is regained
With tea and toast