I’ll keep my own counsel
As they say
And I won’t say a word
Until, that is,
He comes to find me
Then I’ll make sure my voice is heard
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I’ll keep my own counsel
As they say
And I won’t say a word
Until, that is,
He comes to find me
Then I’ll make sure my voice is heard
Take me back
To the sea
For it is where
I need to be
But please don’t think
That just because
You’ve emptied my pockets
It’ll be enough to stop it
For in the end
It will just be me
Sinking deep down
Into the depths of the sea
I’ve worked it out
How all this will end
And you’ll be pleased to know
I won’t need you, my friend
It’s not you
It’s not me
It’s just the way
It has to be
One
day
I will
write
novelsAll
about
you
and
meOf
how
we left
those
hovelsAnd
found
our
sanctuary
The
candle
grows
dimmer
As my
patience
wears
thinner
Whilst
I wait
for the
steel
to bolt
My
temper
a simmer
As
you
think
you’re
the
winner
Yet I
plan my
peasants’
revolt
When I was told
What did unfold
I’ll admit that
I was envious
For you achieved
Of what I dream
As my will to live
Is tenuous
I
can
only
hope
I’m
worth
the
wait
I
don’t
want
to feel
better
I
don’t
want
to feel
at all
I’ll
say
it was
my
faultI’ll
take
all
the
blameJust to
protect
you
and
yoursFrom
feeling
this
terrible
shameBut
don’t
think
it’ll
lastI
won’t
stay
quiet
foreverOne day
I’ll
tell
the
truthAnd
all
ties we
will
sever
On the
day I
summon
the courage
to callI know
you’ll be
there to
break
my fall