Peter Brodrick - These walls of mine I
Everytime i try to stay inside without another living person in sight
Always with the choice to turn on or off the light
We don’t need a candle to handle this night
Every time i try to stay inside away from what lies beyond the window
I love the window sometimes
i am just not ready to go
So i stay inside where i work on my pride
Every tiny letter that i write smiles back at me
reading with uncertainty
Absolutely unsure about its new life
But there is a reason why i brought it here
just to get my mind get a little more clear
Every tiny letter that i write takes up a lot of space
Underneath my face an evasion complex place
It takes one out when i need some room
When i m finished this time I’m pretty sure i will still be overloaded
It’s only funny looking from the outside Cause when you’re in that shit
It’s the only shit around
So it’s best to get used to the sound
That sound is always there and waiting to be found
Again
It’s only funny looking from the outside when you’re in a plane
And you look at the clouds
You know beneath the clouds there is a world
With a lot of little people with a lot of little worlds
And isn’t that one big
what what what what what what what what what what
what what what
there’s a lot of things without a word to describe them
even when you bring them inside where you work
on your pride
you could stare at each other for hours
only to realise your not even sure
if the other isn’t really there
if you really want to try and do something new
its okay to fair weeks but there have to be a few peaks
and when the whole thing drops you can
take it take it back to the top
fowing may be weird
but its better then just singing again
and even though i like to sing
i just think its fun to try everything
so even though i don’t know where i m gonna go
i keep my eyes wide open and i m always hoping
that i might see a place or a pretty face
she walks with grace
and every day kids laid and i crawl into bed
darkness ahead
i wonder where you are
and if you even are
and if i think its you I’ll have a dream or two
and then turn that dream into a little song
it won’t take long
but it might be forever cause I’m often wrong
but it s already done
and on the record that is often spon
it is very often that i like to hear it
hear it hear it hear it hear it hear it hear it
it is very often that i like to hear it
hear it hear it hear it
but then i always try to remember that there is so much more
how i m always inside and i close the door
the most confusing part is that got me away from the start
is that there are many doors that cause this wars
and opening the right combination of doors
at any given point in time
is practically impossible
