Wounds

Hold your shoulder
Look out for your tears
There's no- one to notice
The way that you stare
For now the ground's shaking
You can't get sleep
Tomorrow will break you
And won't let you grieve
Call your mother and
Tell her you're fine
She won't even ask you
If you feel alright
In morning time shading
In silvers and greys
Unless you've forgotten
What's led you this way
I would listen as your friend
If I can't fix it, I know I can help you to mend
Dress your wounds, though I am blue
I am blue
Through your windows
Away from your fears
You borrow the shadows
Of not being scared
And call it your home now
Though everyone's far
And hide in the darkness
So deep in your heart
But I will listen as your friend
If I can't fix it, I know I can help you to mend
Dress your wounds, though I am blue
I am blue
If you have dreams now through the night
I could hold them and not let you out of my sight
For your wounds, I won't be so blue, so blue



Credits
Writer(s): Herron Conal Gerald, Sheridan Karen Margaret
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