I’m tired and I’m weary And I long to fall asleep, But I can’t seem to find the key… To the paddock of my sheep. My pillows just won’t stay fluffed…

This is where I used to live. This used to be my home. See the place I used to play Near the namesakes carved in stone… Listen closely, do you hear?

I built a castle made of sand Along the seaside shore. Each slab and turret made by hand, Each window and each door. I dug a moat along the sides

I gasped afresh unsullied airs And lingered amongst gray clouds,… Looked far below at colored square… That mark the boundaries of men. Oh fleeting glimpse, oh lightning…

Only four springs have you grown, Yet judging from what you bemoan, And from the pleasures that you sh… You’ve proven everything you are. For you have only felt the warming

I saw my reflection In the train window And thought for a moment That I was waiting for myself To disembark.

There’s an emptiness inside me, I can’t fill it, I can’t feed it. I hate it, but it’s part of me. Don’t want it, but I need it. Can’t remember life before

Splinted back and bandaged heart Prepare me for the endless toil, But one day maybe we can start Attending to the soil. For I’m too old to till this eart…

From the stars in the sky and the… To the eagles that fly round their… To the dark oceans deeps and the s… To the ruins and keeps and their e… To the loudest transgression or so…

Dusty pages, torn manuscripts, A brewing rainstorm, As the taller flowers reach Towards the window Where you can see their yellow pet…

I bite my nails, scratch my back a… Almost always say thank you but I… I’m socially awkward and I hate p… And eat onions until my skin begin… I’ve no patience for small inconve…

The frost is thawing in the rising… The chill of the morning lost in w… Though December has only just beg… And the alder branches are bent an… My thoughts are of home, the heart…