Ray Gun - James Yuill

Hunters, lonely workers wander

Clutching their briefcase or bag

Umbrella in hand

I’m just a child now I know I will

Be doing things that I shouldn’t

Like picking up when I could put down

And saying no when I wouldn’t

Never was my ray gun on you

If it was you have somehow slipped through

My fingers tremble too much

To hold or control

Never was, never was my ray gun on you

Working only shifting heartbeats

Making the day flow by

Laborious lines

You say you’ve held it inside

You’ve seen some things that are real

But only now do I realise

Cos only now do I feel

Never was my ray gun on you

If it was you have somehow slipped through

My fingers tremble too much

To hold or control

Never was, never was my ray gun on you

Never was, never was my ray gun on you