Elbows

Feels like going to the core
And it’s hurting
If you feel lighter than before
Then you’re deserting
See how the distance grows
I am not the one who knows
When the gates got shut
Folded planes fly from your windows
Caught by an afterthought
Someone outside is sharpening some elbows
It feels like going to the core
Disconcerting
If you are calmer than before
Then you’re deserting
See how the distance grows
I am not the one who knows
Why the gates got shut
Folded planes still fly from your windows
Caught by an afterthought
Someone outside is sharpening some elbows
We set out to return
Hearts overboard!
We set out to return…
Then the gates got shut
Folded planes still fly from your windows
Caught by an afterthought
Someone outside is sharpening some elbows
And then the gates got shut
Folded planes still fly from your windows
Caught by an afterthought
Someone outside is sharpening some elbows.