Little Rhymes (11/10/2001 John Peel)

Stairs.... to nowhere climb

I take them......all the time

Crawling on my knees

Walking that old fine line

And when I'm alone and scared

I think up little rhymes

They would make no sense to you

But I make them all the time

And time is all mine

And time is all mine

It's the little pills you find

Crushed to dust, rolling out of sight

They and up in the strangest places

But I take them all the time

And time is all mine

And time is all mine

When everyone... is false

I tell them I'm just fine

I can't... remember their names

But I fake them all the time

And time is all mine

And time is all mine

And time is all mine

And time is all mine

And when I'm alone and scared

I think up little rhymes

They would make no sense to you

But I make them all the time