The Devils That I Keep - Barclay James Harvest

There is a place that I have been

It’s like no other place I’ve seen

The blade is cold against my skin

It’s not quite out, it’s not quite in

It seems I’ve fallen off the earth

No sign of hope, no sense of worth

And in my mouth a bitter pill

It makes me sleep, it keeps me still

I can’t explain the words they miss

If there’s a point in all of this

Why can’t the gods who planets make

Just give me peace for pity’s sake?

It’s not those years and years I spent

Within a world without event

It’s not these things that make me weep

It’s more the devils that I keep