A lone tree stood alone in it's field, two men met under it's branches
They talked they smoked, spoke about old days
They laughed but threw suspicious glances
The precedent's unknown
I don't want to sleep alone
I can't find a reason
I can't find no rhyme
To live alone in the season
The sordid mantle mine
I was one of those of men
The other had turned both against us
I've known him for years and years and years
But now he fought against us in crisis
The precedent's unknown
I don't want to sleep alone
The meeting over I fled
Back to my girl and my waiting wife
We reflected, we refracted
We spoke of our civilised lives
With reluctance, smoked relaxants
And off to her marital bed
I'm quite sure I've never seen
A mattress so tainted and corrupted
The precedent's unknown
I don't want to sleep alone