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Middleground (Galahad)

It's getting late in the evening And the party is almost over A quarter to three, we are alcohol free And the music's faded away It's just you and me sinking further into the sofa Everybody's gone to say hello to the moon Drifting together into the realms Of another dimension Where nothing is ever Quite as it appears to be Always the unexpected Lurking, around every corner Now it seems we are standing on the middleground A no man's land, hearing unfamiliar sounds My vulnerability, it's scaring me I'm not so sure about this middleground Everything is calm The sounds have all disappeared Get back on the tracks you know There really is nothing to fear As long as we stay on the path that leads to ecstasy Comforting each other, and our minds will be free And now it seems we're caught up in the middleground A no man's land hearing unfamiliar sounds My sensibility, it's deserting me Not so sure about this middleground Now I feel trapped in the middleground It's plain to see, it's not easy When you're caught in the middleground Julius Caesar beware of the Ides They are coming to get you And the house on the hill, is feeling quite ill Too many spirits you know! Poor old Canute cannot hold back the sea Keeps getting confused between reality and fantasy... And now it seems we're leaving the middleground Rising above the chaos on which we're staring down Moving further into the distance Now we're flying away from the middleground Towards the morning and more familiar sounds Not so keen on this great divide Got to keep well clear of the middleground It's quarter to nine and time to rise, again