
Monsters
The clock ticks round, the seconds crawl
The weeks ahead loom like monsters
Just around the bend they lie in wait,
to seal our fate
For all the time that is to come
And I beg them all to leave
I pass around the heady hope
of starting over
How I beg them all to leave,
to leave without a trace
To come undone
Sometimes when they call me
Batten down the hatches, stay low
Flat on the ground I listen to the sound
Of their footsteps departing
But an echo still remains, I know it fades
But for now it won’t stop tapping
on my window pane
Firing on the switchboard,
must be tiring of them same old chords
They’re tapping on my window pane
I’m in their lair, showdown in my hand
Creeping corners call in foreign tongues
Tunnel turnings in the dark,
is that the glow of candlelight
Is this even my dream
Come tie a rope around my waist
and push me in
Whisper words that mend
Sing softly lilting lullabies
and sweet little lies
And paint a cushion for my pride