I'm The One
I'm not the pointing
On the bricks across the street
That binds that house together
Through the wind and rain and cold
And I'm not the white lines
Or the cat's eyes on the road
That show the way ahead
When darkness falls
I'm the one who drives you mad
I'm the one who makes you sad
I'm not the lighthouse
Shining in the night
To warn the sailors
Where the danger lies
And I'm not the sea wall
That's built to be strong
That holds the tide back
When the big storms come
I'm not this table
Laid out for dinner
And I'm not the empty glass
Ready for the wine
And I'm not the fire
Burning in the grate
I'm not the street lamp
The window or the gate
I'm not something useful like a knife or a fuse
Or comfortable like a pillow or a rug
I can't give you shelter, like a cave or a tree
I'm not something to rely on
Like the tide on Talland beach
And I'm not this train pushing through the fields
Past the grey sea, the marshes and the range
And I'm not the blue mist
Still on the water
The gantries and the barges
And the rusting crates
And I'm not the rooftops, castle and cathedral
I'm not the shadow in a warehouse door
I'm not this table
Laid out for dinner
And I'm not the empty glass
Ready for the wine
I'm the one who drives you mad
I'm the fun you'll never have