The Opposite Six

6 pm the evening starts leaning on one end of the bar Starting to wonder how my life has come this far Hammond organ plays the background theme to the night Now was the cue to orchestrate the score of taking flight The night drew on along with your growing identity crisis It seemed the whole of the bar just delved into your business I came along to watch and support your conquistador And saw how they were a hard crowd to their paramour Martin you had set out to achieve all that is a must But soon it came crashing down to nothing more than dust The evening's event flashed by like a disco to my eyes I had to leave I couldn't face your disillusioned cries I stepped out into the first light as the wind blew a can Surrounded by the empty streets just one dog and his man Too late to go home too early for work this dawning day Not sure what I had just witnessed just knew I couldn't stay 6 am and the day refuses to fully dawn overhead Dark heavy clouds roll by looking like lead Filled with rain that scudding sky of lead Pangs of hunger creep in it's time to be fed Sat in Samuels looking through the window pane Umbrellas and cases going to the station and back again Now people are starting scurrying across the square Like robot ants going here there and now everywhere The opposite six much has changed in those hours You started out so bright now wilted like week old flowers You're thinking of some remote archipelago to flee Best get moving it's the only haven I can see In the opposite six much can change Be it weird violent or just plain strange The opposite six