I threw you out
nothing was left to talk about
quiet mummy in the armchair
was not worth the affair.
I threw you out
when I was in fire, you were drought
seasons of souls never met
burning lips without sweat.

A teenager living in her dreamland
wish I could teach her the erosion of the bond
too many homes built on just sand
the first waves weather the fond.

[Chorus]

Middle-age chaos swirls in my heart
undermining the equilibrium bliss
what used to complete tears apart
too proud to cross the abyss.

[Chorus]

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