Ropes

Come here, old friend, I've dropped all precautions
If I keep drawing foxes the moon will collapse
I stare at the plants that swallow my room
I talk to the orchids till the candle's consumed

How come it all comes to nothing?
Is this what we become?
How come it all comes to nothing?
Gluing pictures, sweeping crumbs?

Remember that day we slept in somebody's garden
And woke up to the migrating geese?
My hands were so frozen they'd almost turned blue, but hey
There's no other place where I'd rather be

How come it all comes to nothing?
Is this what we become?
How come it all comes to nothing?
Gluing pictures, sweeping crumbs?

Now that your world is falling apart
You're still carrying this load, so what's the scope?
How long are you going to nurse that cut?
How long will you hang on to the rope?

How come it all comes to nothing?
Is this what we become?

How come it all comes to nothing?
Is this what we become?
How come it all comes to nothing?
Gluing pictures, sweeping crumbs?



Credits
Writer(s): Giovanni Mancini
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