歌词
Do you remember the forest next door?
We'd bike like fools over logs and ditches
And in the light filtered by the canopy
Time didn't exist until our mothers called us home
Crystallised time slips through my fingers —
Our English teacher called you Ishmael
We were swinging sticks like swords
And I split your lip
I didn't call for help or apologise
I just stared and stared
At the bright pink spit trailing from your mouth
Locked by inertia
Wade through syrup
Burning time until my life gets clearer
Choke my heart on bitter spite
Analysis paralysis
I clipped my wings before the start
I'm lost adrift, I crave the new
No inner hunger, starved of fuel
I read the same things every night
Expecting change
I read the same things every night
Expecting change
When did I look away?
When did our faces change?
I thought that we would stay the same