Mistrust

There are cliffs in my heart An ocean jagged red All the way down Into my days, my weeks My head My heart has cliffs in it An ocean jagged red All the way down Trying to make space for you now In my days, my weeks My head My ocean's all stolen water From the clouds I didn't create none I'm not the storm, not even a drop There are cliffs in my heart Potential loves Slipping on the climb Slippery with slime of Mistrust There are cliffs in my heart An ocean jagged red All the way down Into my days, my weeks, my head All the way down My heart has cliffs in it An ocean jagged red All the way down Trying to make space for you now In my days, my weeks My head I'm trying to speak I'm trying to speak for me now I'm trying to speak for me now, in my head My dreams are all used, used up by the dead I didn't create nothing I am no-one instead My dreams are all used, used up by the dead I didn't create nothing I am no-one instead