Hoops

Now hungover all day on the tracks
Now drinking to forget your travels
You drink until all the tightness and tension
You've wrapped yourself up in unravels
A bridge of pure white snow goes past the glass
Like stuttering film through a projector
The engine purring the lake pure ice
Pink children throw snowballs and words at each other
And I still fail to see
How you expected me
To jump through anymore of your hoops
To jump through anymore of your hoops
To jump through anymore of your hoops
To jump through anymore of your hoops

I sit up all night not thinking
Til I see sunlight through the window
When I wake up it is night time again
I am not sorry to see the day go
I get up, I switch on my small grey television
I watch a once great hero of mine
Fail to keep up with the competition
And I still fail to see how you expected me
To jump through anymore of your hoops
To jump through anymore of your hoops
To jump through anymore of your hoops
To jump through anymore of your hoops