Peter Hammill
Be Careful
Be careful what you wish for
In case it breaks your heart
How artlessly he gasped in consternation
As he pricked his thumb upon love's poison dart

He filtered out the static
He battened down the hatch
But an itch came crawling all along the surface of his calm demeanour
And he's powerless to hold back from the scratch
And his temper's triggered, there's no safety catch