Arrows

This time Courageously I challenge your will To aim arrows at your chest For heaven's sake Point them elsewhere instead And watch your spine They're as we speak Sucking it bone dry You poor, poor thing You're vanishing Leave these unfriendly pastures Here's too much harm to cut yourself on Seek warmer climes And settle in a peaceful place Forget about your former self And when you've philosophised For a while Found a mantra to live by Then return to these shores Return First things first Take advice I cannot force you But I swear on my mother's grave It's worth it Leave these unfriendly pastures Here's too much harm to cut yourself on Seek warmer climes And settle in a peaceful place Forget about your former self And when you've philosophised For a while Found a mantra to live by Then return To these shores And put straight The things that make you shy away Return to these shores Honest and headstrong Cause fancy disguises deceive no one But yourself