Places please

Where do you go
When assistance calls
Front of house
Or the orchestra stalls

What do you do
When you've spotted a niche
Shout from the rooftops
Or slip quietly underneath

The slings and arrows
Run and hide from the gallows
Avoid the mirror looking back
Know you're a sheep so black

Put them in their place
Is what I recommend
Bring all the tears and
Anguish to an end
Put them in their place
Make them all see
That what it was
Was simply not meant to be

Phone's ringing loudly
Can I just ignore
It's shrill tone of calling
For evermore

Want a little space
Where I alone can reside
Call it my sanctuary
Or the place that I hide

From the slings and arrows
I don't fear the gallows
And in the mirror looking back
I see that sheep so black

Put me in my place
Is what I recommend
Bring all the longing and yearning
To an end
Put me in my place
One day I'll see
That what it is
Is just not meant to be