I had a dream last night. I remember I had a daughter.
But I was scared to leave you all alone with her.
I know what you’re thinking, its a bit too harsh to come from me
How could anyone have that problem with someone like you.
I’m sorry did you think I liked you?
How are you feeling? Does it make your spine curl up with shame
To think that we thought of you as a person not to blame
But now its plain to see all those fists you gave behind closed doors
Were no longer you’re private secrets. When you boasted of your thoughts, was she thankful for that day?
He was being cruel to be unkind
Now the stains have washed away, he's got nothing bad left to say
That doesn’t mean that I would like him now
He’d be stupid to think he’d get away with what had scarred someone
so deep inside.
So nobody’s caring
So when was the last time that affected him.
He hasn’t got a constructive thought inside his head
But he still keeps on digging. But the only way he’s digging is down.
So now are you happy in your new foxhole?
Are you thankful for this day?
Did you think you were safe dug in your new foxhole?
I’ll be thankful for that day.
We never imagined he could be that way
Our first impressions had no trace.
He was being cruel to be unkind
He never thought that he would look behind
Now the stains are here to stay
They’re never gonna be washed away
‘Cos he was being cruel to be unkind.
This is just a feeling, correct me if I’m wrong
But did he have to walk away from the crimes that stained him?
Now he’ll have to wait, like on an empty station.
Maybe change his name or find a new vocation
So nobody’s caring, when was the last time that affected him?
He hasn’t got a constructive thought inside his head.
But still he keeps on digging,
He says he’s sorry it’ll never happen again!
Are you happy stuck inside your old foxhole?
Are you happy in your old foxhole?
Are you happy in your old style mould?
Are you happy in your new foxhole?