Something Decent

I can see the work you've done
So turn off that machine
Think I'd rather be some scaffolding
That's clawing at the sun

If I'm made of steel or dust
Or blown to smithereens
Sweep me up and be sure
To make something from me

Turn me into something decent
Something I could dare to like
Less busy shaking Polaroids
Of someone else's life
Something you'd call a keeper
Or something that gets more done
Than remind himself
That he could have been someone

Cos I have seen the sharpest knives
Grow blunt with battering
And pointlessly kept in the dark
With some other useless things

So is it weak to dream of being
A worn in wedding ring
That you spin in the dark
When the phone starts to ring

Turn me into something decent
Something I could dare to like
Less busy shaking Polaroids
Of someone else's life
Something you'd call a keeper
Or something that gets more done
Than remind himself
That he could have been someone

Turn me into something decent
Something I could dare to like
Less busy shaking Polaroids
Of someone else's life
And if you need a safety rope
That's been checked at every rung
Well I'll stop with all
The "could have been someones"
Yeah I'll stop kidding
That I could have been someone



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Writer(s): Jack Olchawski
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