Pale Discretion disce pati

Enter Where you can feel
Can't sleep cant kill or steal
Much time to think and find
Settle in with your own kind
Its not me....
Cant you see...
Cold hard floor where I lay
Battered and bruised day by day
Its not my place to stand
From home to stone from grass to sand
Its not me...
Cant you see...
You need...
Me to...
STAND CLEAR!!
STAND CLEAR!!