Tilly

Sometimes ask myself why, can we ever atone, stars pale in the sky, it might as well be Mars, for all anyone knows, we've sailed out that far, tears run from my eyes, the sing of wind is cold, is this just another time, say kids and dogs you want, don't prize a silky combe, forget being calm, when you hear me cry, running out of zone, why just sit and sigh, ask if there are scars, like coffee spill on chrome, a battle's not a war, no matter how we fight, strain every weary bone, need you close tonight, are you coming home ?