Frames Giving Me Wings
You're a fool man
You threw it away
You kill her
With your confidence
In the old days
The cause you embraced
The simple things
That people over complicate
Speaking in lines
Known to yourself
Your speaking at length
On all those days
Will you come with me
And we'll be ourselves,
And we'll walk into the light
And you can colour yourself
In golden wings
You're never yourself
Not even with me
Will you come with me
And we'll ask the dust
It's on my way
It's all my concentration
Can hold
But you alienate me
And throw it down
And rip it off
When nothing's feeling right
And I'll show you how
You can sellotape it on
You're giving me wings
So I don't have to jump
And you're giving me will
So I can carry on
Dissimulate and celebrate this
Time we had alone
