Mockingbird

I found a spec of dust
Caught between the fingers on my hand closing shut
And I took a part of me
Safe in my pocket and I tossed it to the see

Mockingbird, so absurd
Turn to grey, nothing to say

Do you know me that well
15 minutes in a room, gone to hell
Could it be the house we've made
Caught up in a time and place I cannot stand

Mockingbird, so absurd
Came to see eventually



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Bindloss
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