Sitting in the road
Watching the clouds coming in...
I’ve been nursing a dozen exit wounds
Ever since you entered the room...
The grey is lost
And nothing can take it back from you...
These scars will fade
The feeling will stay...
The light is shining onto darkness
The ground gives way...
Let’s go play in the dark
Let’s go hide in the wood...
Whispers "it's all in her head"
From behind my back...
I wish you were my drug
Rushing into my vein...
Remove these needles from my arms
Pull back the mask that hides my face...
I bring the dirt
You bring the bleach...
From up here they could all be forgiven
Separated as I am from their spite...
Blue stricken eyes
Bleeding from terror...