Tina Dickow Poetess' Play
This old cracked ceiling Is creeking at you It seems to know the feeling Of breaking like you do You came here to test yourself To take it all on In stead you've made a mess of yourself You've been having too much fun And now you're fighting strangers And shadows on the wall And voices in your head Saying 'Why am I here at all?'
You've ruled out your choices Like the loyalist you are And drowned all those noises Strumming your guitar Wrapped in cold comfort A brief and short-lived kick Another can of Export That ought to do the trick Cause she used to come home early Just to be with you And now it's getting later And there's really nothing you can do
I came here to save you Though I know I never could I don't wanna change you I just wish you understood That you are just a puppet In a poetess' play And it's time to cut the strings now It's time to walk away
Another early hour Another painful kiss Climb back up in your tower Go dream of what you miss You came here to calm yourself To set yourself free In stead you're alarmed as hell Cause now you know you never will be This is your illusion These are your dreams This is your life And it's never what it seems
I came here to save you Though I know I never could I don't wanna change you I just wish you understood That you are just a puppet In a poetess' play And it's time to cut the strings now It's time to walk away
