When things have been said so many times You repeat back as if your learning lines It’s so easy to fall into this trap Cos once you get there, you can’t get back
As I get older I wonder what I’ll do When I make my own choices and they say its up to you Cos right now I’m feeling safe its all the same But in a few years if I’m nowhere its me to blame
Picture frame, books and shelves, not afraid by myself Metal strings, glowing tubes, Bessie Smith, sings the blues Key and lock, dirty clothes, misunderstood poets prose Dreaming with open minds, repeating back, learning lines Learing lines, learning lines, learning lines
People around seem to have their heads screwed on But dreaming’s become my life I’m finding it hard to move on It’d be so easy if I wanted to charter survey Knowing my future down to a year or a day
Picture frame, books and shelves, not afraid by myself Metal strings, glowing tubes, Bessie Smith, sings the blues Key and lock, dirty clothes, misunderstood poets prose Dreaming with open minds, repeating back, learning lines Learing lines, learning lines, learning lines