Grass

Grass outside grows past the window
There’s someone in here with me
The more I turn around the less I can see
I’ll sit still
I don’t want the walls to start caving in

The walls are alight with shadows
They move from objects that went away
Someone came and took them whilst I was in here
I don’t remember that
And now I’m too weak to think twice

The grass is so loud, it sounds like a fan blade
And winter is cold and thick overhead
The clouds are lit with a darkness
I’m afraid
Why can’t I step outside without feeling?

Sun is leaving me here, spinning on alone
Where can I go to follow it? There’s no door
No hope of escape, no light and no air
I’ll suffocate in here
Please someone come and break down these walls.

A Better Man

You know when you told me about how I seem?
Well I couldn't have said it better myself
When I grow up come look me up
Let's see if I'm a better man

When you first met me I was doing alright
Then you came along like genocide
You cut me down as I tried to run
Told me to be a better man

When the tongues stop wagging long enough to hear
When silence fills the air
When I concentrate for long enough
I can see I'm a better man

When the sun comes up and you open your eyes
You'll see a better man.

One Day which seemed Far Away

The music plays us out, I know
I always heard the strings
Drifting out across the cove
And I foresaw many things

Maybe I have been naive
Maybe I'm just weak
The words I heard every day
Were the ones you chose to speak

And the time has come for me
It's beating down the door
When night-time falls we'll heed the calls
And out will drop the floor