Yesterday's Dishes
Yesterday's dishes lie in the sink,
Ones from the day before and last week,
They pile up in a blink
I hate living my life without you,
Waiting is painful though
I know patience is a virtue
Do not lean on me
For I am weak I will fall,
But when i hit the ground
just know, back to you I will crawl
The cutlery in the sink
Reminds me to do work
And make less wishes
Consequences of the past
soaking yesterday's dishes
Swimming in the pools of apathy
With the loathing fishes
No I cannot save you this time
I've caught my ankle
In my own fishing line
And besides,
You were never in the boat
With me anyways, babe
I don't have much else to say
Yesterday's dishes,
The cups and the bowls,
At this point green
And growing soft mold
Isn't it pretty?
the green is like fresh pine?
I can almost picture better days
But it feels like such a crime
at this point
If I wash what's already dirty
Then they are clean once again
If they are washed that
Must mean they were once smudged
With food I'd eaten
Tell me
How to live with the burden
Of passing time
I'll finish writing this song when I'm
Ones from the day before and last week,
They pile up in a blink
I hate living my life without you,
Waiting is painful though
I know patience is a virtue
Do not lean on me
For I am weak I will fall,
But when i hit the ground
just know, back to you I will crawl
The cutlery in the sink
Reminds me to do work
And make less wishes
Consequences of the past
soaking yesterday's dishes
Swimming in the pools of apathy
With the loathing fishes
No I cannot save you this time
I've caught my ankle
In my own fishing line
And besides,
You were never in the boat
With me anyways, babe
I don't have much else to say
Yesterday's dishes,
The cups and the bowls,
At this point green
And growing soft mold
Isn't it pretty?
the green is like fresh pine?
I can almost picture better days
But it feels like such a crime
at this point
If I wash what's already dirty
Then they are clean once again
If they are washed that
Must mean they were once smudged
With food I'd eaten
Tell me
How to live with the burden
Of passing time
I'll finish writing this song when I'm
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Writer(s): Sigfried Echo Hemming
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