Me and Us

We go to bed and you fall asleep, fall asleep, not me
We go to bed and I lie awake, lie awake and
Float out the window and down the street, over the bridge and
Into the village for a little break from me, meaning us
I float away and you disappear, disappear
Some pretty young villager takes my hand and leads me to more
Pretty young villagers forming a ring, forming a ring around
A bonfire built on a line in the sand between me and us
Am I lost, have I lost, have they thrown me on the fire
There to dance in the flames, far enough from you to wonder
If me still means us
She leads me to the end of the night, a boyfriend of hers is there
You’re on his arm, but our eyes don’t meet, our eyes don’t meet cos
We only have eyes for fueling the fire, being melted down and reformed
In the image of wilder things, wilder things than us
Are we lost, have we lost, have they thrown us on the fire
There to dance in the flames, far enough from one another
We fed them to the flames, but they’re just getting colder and colder
The boy’s at least half again as selfish, and the girl’s feeling a day
Older per hour
But there’s no help for them now
Because together looks good when you’re alone looks good
When you’re together
And it takes a village older and less inclined to say which is better to say
Which would be better