Glass

Nostradamus, tell me
Write her name in verse
Will she return this year
To hold my hand, return me to my curse
Near the dead end sea
Where the gulls will pick me clean
I can hear her sickly voice
I give my flesh to eat

Near the killing fields, I lay me down to sleep
My body sick, my mind decayed
No one to hate but me
Come and find me, before I drown
Let it pull you in, let it drag you out

So dead in love, so tired of waiting
Take me away with you
Get lost in living
So dead in love, so tired of wasting time
I wish I could I wish I could I wish I could
but I"m always stuck behind the glass

You were right
Why should I care
Everyone I know is everyone I owe
If you come inside, we can talk all night
You could sing to me
I'll hold you as we sleep



Credits
Writer(s): Mnikelo Adriaan Tshoma
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