porcelain from grapefruit by rook

I’m lost, though I know where I am
And the pain it remains even tho I don’t walk on the land
And these thoughts that I can’t understand
In the pot that I hold lined with gold overflows with demand

Subconsciously slipped through the grip of the palm of my hand
Over and over it breaks till the pieces are sand

It’s not right
I’m not pouring in
The gold glue again
I wish there wasn’t something to put back
Another fight
And we break the porcelain
I’m not doin it
Labouring on yet another crack
Wish we could take it back

Erupt when the beauty is scarred
I’m told that it’s better but how could I ever agree
Torn up, and the pictures are marred
Stuck back together I can’t pretend that I can’t see

Nothing is sacred keep breaking the things that we love
Making mistakes I’m erased when the anger corrupts

It’s not right
I’m not pouring in the gold glue again
I wish it wasn’t something to put back
Another fight
And we break the porcelain
I’m not doing it
Labouring on yet another crack
I wish we could take it back

• Acoustic
• ambient
• heavy
• singer-songwriter
• United Kingdom