Dan Webb These Walls
These walls are caving in
Sweet secret street done turning them down
Slim accounts of misfortune and mistrust after dark
Jet-setting ‘cross the world
Lost in these words, in these walls
You’re in my mind, you’re in my head
I’ll shake you out so I can see clear again
You’re in my mind, you’re in my head
I’ll shake you out so I can see clear again
These walls are caving in
Tailored tales speak soft with ease to ears
Rolling floor flat-footed excuses afterthought
Jet-setting ‘cross the world
Lost in these words, in these walls
You’re in my mind, you’re in my head
I’ll shake you out so I can see clear again
You’re in my mind, you’re in my head
I’ll shake you out so I can see clear again
