Lyrics - What's It Worth? by Hammill Peter

What's it worth to be safe?
What's the way to be sane?
I could throw myself at the gardenon my hands,prune the lawn and mow the roses,but
I never understandhow to goto ber free;in the end
I only want to be me.
Winter days here are mine;still, no bites, what's my line?
I could hurl myself to the bonfirewith all nerve,clear the path and weed the dead leaves,but
I really just don't have the nerveto be partif that sceneis this just some kind of strange dream?
Think
I'll walk to the sleeple, where the peopleare so inquisite.
I could make it to the corner store and buya hoard of derivativesnow.
Which way now... climb or coast?
Will my eggs ever poach?
I could throw myself in the frying panfor the sake of my name;hit the road or smile hermetically,but it's really never quite the same;every time a subtle twist,
I think
I'll grab my plotand simply exist
Or would that bea subtle slash at my wrists?

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