John Porter - Never really there

John Porter - Never really there
I was never really there, I left before I awoke
Zigzags, lines, circles, call them what you may
A strange language was being spoke
I was buried before they carried me away
Even before they mailed down the lid
I was never really there
I was never really there
Some hang themeselves on crosses
Some burn themeselves in HEll
Some get destroyed by theit monsters
Some live the tale to tell
But they buried me before I could lay myself down
Before I saw the light of day
I was never really there
I was never really there
Had my smoke, finished my drink
Pull on my coat, be on my way
Back to my guitar, there's a new song to play
But they buried me before I made it up
Before I even had my say
I was never really there
I was never really there