Walls
Words and music by Simon Windisch
A Glamour shield me from the truth
I’ve been waiting patiently but when will I be free from you
A spark that will never be a flame
What I became was not my choice, from my point of view
Don’t wish me up to heights I can never be
Soon you’ll be wishing for somebody else’s company
I could never be a part of you
The walls are closing in I’m trapped by you
My hair is growing thin my patience too
There was a time when I wasn’t quite so fast
To pass judgement all the time I should have known it wouldn’t last
But to hope, I learned, was to my cost
I should have acted, should have won, but now my heart is moss
(Chorus)
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