Routine
What do I do with all the children's clothes?
Such tiny things that still smell of them
And the footprints in the hallway
On to my knees, scrub them away
And how to be of use? Make the tea and the soup
All of their favourites, throw them away
And all their school books, and their running shoes
Washing them clean in the dirty steel sink
Routine keeps me in line
Helps me pass the time
Concentrates my mind
Helps me to sleep
And keep making beds, and keep the cat fed
Open the windows, let the air in
And keep the house clean, and keep the routine
Paintings they made still stuck to the fridge
Keep cleaning, keep ironing
Cooking their meals on the stainless steel hob
Keep washing, keep scrubbing
Long until the dark comes to bruise the sky
Deep in debt to night
Routine keeps me in line
Helps me pass the time
Helps me to sleep
Routine keeps me in line
Helps me pass the time-ime-ime
Helps me to sleep
The most beautiful morning forever
Like the ones from far off, far off away
With the hum of the bees in the jasmine sway
Don't ever let go, try to let go
And don't ever let go, try to let go
Don't ever
Such tiny things that still smell of them
And the footprints in the hallway
On to my knees, scrub them away
And how to be of use? Make the tea and the soup
All of their favourites, throw them away
And all their school books, and their running shoes
Washing them clean in the dirty steel sink
Routine keeps me in line
Helps me pass the time
Concentrates my mind
Helps me to sleep
And keep making beds, and keep the cat fed
Open the windows, let the air in
And keep the house clean, and keep the routine
Paintings they made still stuck to the fridge
Keep cleaning, keep ironing
Cooking their meals on the stainless steel hob
Keep washing, keep scrubbing
Long until the dark comes to bruise the sky
Deep in debt to night
Routine keeps me in line
Helps me pass the time
Helps me to sleep
Routine keeps me in line
Helps me pass the time-ime-ime
Helps me to sleep
The most beautiful morning forever
Like the ones from far off, far off away
With the hum of the bees in the jasmine sway
Don't ever let go, try to let go
And don't ever let go, try to let go
Don't ever
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Writer(s): Steven John Wilson
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