Meg Hutchinson Something Else
Turned inside out, outside in again What new lessons will this year bring? Nothing to do today, list scribbled out My cup is empty, don't fill it up Fear just a trace, still fading away How long did I sleep? I couldn't say Mending this giant, delicate web Spin my mind back 'til it's shimmering And empty myself, of all myself Turn it over to something else I'd like to sing you, a song without words A moment of pause It could all rush by in a day, years full of wanting Years full of waiting For your new life to begin Missing the point, there isn't a point but now Empty ourselves, of all ourselves Empty ourselves, of all ourselves Turn us over to something else Turn us over to something else
