I stare into nothing,
I yearn for the innocence
I once think I had
A lack of sense for a fear
that grows as I grow older
I've carried these thoughts
And I've drowned them in work
And I've worn myself blue
on the way down
Oh mother, would you cry
if you hear this song?
I woke up with dreams,
I've not dreamt for a month
I was ill
and I couldn't sleep long
I dreamt I'd gone back home
to collect my old winter coat
It's that time of year and not odd
growing up in a place
that always was cold
Oh mother
I woke up so sad having stayed
where I swam in your kindness and warmth
So quiet and strong
Quiet and strong
Mother would you cry
if I tell you the things I have done?
Hurried my death
and done my beauty so wrong
I stare into nothing
and slow down my thoughts
As I turn off the light
and get on with my work
I stare into nothing
and slow down my thoughts
As I turn off the light
and get on with my work
I stare into nothing
and slow down my thoughts
As I turn off the light
and get on with my work
I stare into nothing
and slow down my thoughts
As I turn off the light
and get on with my work
I stare into nothing
and slow down my thoughts
As I turn off the light
and get on with my work
I stare into nothing
and slow down my thoughts
As I turn off the light
and get on with my work
On with my work
On with my work
