The yellow bird I've been waiting for

[mightylittleman]

Surface cracked, and torn skin
Memories set, in trash tins
You looked at me, and saw my soles
The music was all wrong
It was wonderful
I looked for you at the traffic light
Held my breath
to avoid a fight
But now I have lost my way
inside my veins
While you left me there
Through a window pane
I don’t know myself
when I hear phone
And your absence hurts
Its tone leaves me all alone
I’m glad that you got away
But I’m still stuck out here
I have turned to stone
To try and hide the tears
The end of paralysis
Death sticks for lost souls
I’ve been a wanderer
no alms in my bowl
So now I make my bed
Behind my mask
While you hold her hands
And make her laugh
So I repeat mistakes
and You find new bands
My heart is made of glass
I am not a man
when I turn the key
It all gets reversed
Til I’m home again
To sing another verse
We were fooled by love
But now you’ve turned away
Days turn out as months
We’ve been led astray