Friday, 29 January 2016

Numb Enough (Live from the Haunted House I)

How they talk to you, there
Walls, grey
Windows, milky
Showers, dirty
Floors, shiny.

No-one bought flowers,
Everything is far away and long ago.
I feel numb enough,
is my life on hold?

In darkness the mirror stays hollow
Puffing out clouds of tomorrows
The soul rises from the bed
Like a ghost floats in the air
And a friendly horse
Kicks through the grass
hello hello now
Are you numb enough


 I'm working on a collection of lyrics that I will then try to sing. Collaborators welcome. I'm Polly Trope, the author of Cured Meat.




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