Was I drowning metaphorically?
the waves at my bow rolling over me
the sun on my back like an ogre
blistering wait for a heart attack
Was I a silver birch tree
nesting birds in my leaves
or an old circus trampoline
bouncing acrobats and disbelief?
All the dreams that make a night time
why not take one as a gift away
I wouldn't miss a single one oh no
and they were yours to take anyway
Was I calm like a murder scene
taped off the the things that are distracting me
or just an old circus trampoline
bouncing acrobats and disbelief?
And all the years that make a lifetime
why not take one as a gift away
I wouldn't miss a single one oh no
and they are yours to take anyway
All these tears could fill and ocean
so why not take one as a gift away
I wouldn't miss a single one oh no
as they were yours to take anyway
credits
from From Out of the Wreckage (EP),
released February 1, 2011
Guy Weir - Vocals, Guitars, Banjo, Bass, Drums
Leon Baker - Drums, Percussion
________ - Trumpets
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