There is no until

[clairece]

Different every Wednesday morning
Could it be the call of freedom?
Haven't managed to lose me yet
Damn I reckon it would be great to see them

See them running through the years
Broken memories, dark brown water tears
I had them by the threads
I yanked, I heaved and came undone
Dived and swam away, again

Was it in the neighbourhood
That I pretended to be good
You lost the ribbon that held me down
I sat up and looked around

Yes I did and I do still
See the others attraction still
I cannot leave the sex so still
Gotta marry with danger still...

There is no until
There is no until
There is no until

Eraser out, but there's no changing
I always colour outside the lines
Cost lots of heartache but
See the pretty drawing, can you see?

I do not run cause I can walk
This isn't running away
We've talked
I just need a different thread to pull
This isn't simple
This isn't simple (to explain)

Being blue was fun with you
But I have a rainbow to get through
So let me colour, let me paint
Give me back my yellow crayon

Give me back my yellow crayon
Give me back my stigmata
Give me my alive injection
Untie the ribbons you have tied

Let me walk
I'll decide.

Clairece