How does it feel?
To feel the rain
Washing away
Presence and pain
I am opaque
Tied to the sea
I am canary
Dreaming, murmuring
No-one can hear me
I am not ashamed
All that came before me
Floating frame by frame
How do you feel?
Fed to the walls
Rest on your laurels
Waiting for the fall
I am the paper
Folding in the light
Hold me still and listen
Listen while I try
No-one can hear me
I am not ashamed
All that came before me
Floating frame by frame
And is it all an accident?
And are we all just accidents?
No-one can hear me
I am not ashamed
All that came before me
Floating frame by frame
And is it all an accident?
And are we all just accidents?