Wednesday, August 23, 2023

Sometimes the sky turns black

SOMETIMES THE SKY TURNS BLACK (D A D G B E)


 

Think I’ll pack a raincoat next time I come round. It pours in through your ears and comes back out through your mouth.

Think I’ll make an effort not to do nothing more. You throw it out the window and it just comes back through the door.

Through the door. Through the door. Through the door.

 

I’m trying to remember what I always forget. I’m hiding undercover but I always end up wet.

I’m trying to be clever but it’s just so hard. I’m trying to be here but it’s always just too far.

Too far. Too far. Too far.

 

Maybe we could hold on and drift out to sea. We wouldn’t take anything but still have what we need.

Maybe we could let go and watch the world come back. When the sun comes up sometimes the sky turns black.

Turns black. Turns black.

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