blp
09-13-2005, 07:58 PM
Want to stop movement and noise
Black lines keep increasing
Have to go speak to the boys
Through the wall, somebody’s speaking
No one is sick in the sick room today
Black lines on the wall keep increasing
I lie in bed and hear children play
Go to the cupboard to get a beaker
Turn and stand still on the path
When you stop the trees blur
Looking at me with your round black mouth
Movement and noise do stop
Sit for hours not blinking or breathing
You came in and were hurt by a toy
Want to stop movement and noise
Black lines keep increasing
Black lines keep increasing
Have to go speak to the boys
Through the wall, somebody’s speaking
No one is sick in the sick room today
Black lines on the wall keep increasing
I lie in bed and hear children play
Go to the cupboard to get a beaker
Turn and stand still on the path
When you stop the trees blur
Looking at me with your round black mouth
Movement and noise do stop
Sit for hours not blinking or breathing
You came in and were hurt by a toy
Want to stop movement and noise
Black lines keep increasing