In The Meadow

Girl in a uniform
Grey and white and crisp, clean
How can I live in your world
Of strawberry flowers
And colourful hours
Lovingly I dust all the dust on your shelf
Kiss the mirror clean
Where you glance at yourself
I know what to do
Maybe a letter I’ll send
From underground and wait to be found out
Lovingly I press out the ink on the page
Carefully I’d scent it
In stock from the meadow
It is dark… in the meadow
It is dark… in the meadow
It is dark… in the meadow
I spill it all as I pour
Red wine will stain… remember
There’s none for the little girl blue
Who lives down the stairs
And loves like the stars
But I must not forget
That I am what I am
And you must not forget
That you are who you are
It is dark… in the meadow
It is dark… in the meadow
It is dark… in the meadow
It is dark…