Lambs - Kyla La Grange

We woke up raw from two hours sleep

We blinked like owls and stretched our feet

The face on the wall says «Oh, you’ve changed

You’re a million miles from your desperate days.»

We kissed so warm that my skin it smiled

I watched your face through my half-closed eyes

The day was new but the story old

We already know how the end unfolds

That’s why

We are keeping our heads clear

That is why

We are holding ourselves here

And I’m sorry that I’ve curled into a ball you can’t unroll

That I buried my head behind a red brick wall

But led like a lamb you’d have died in my hands

That’s why I know you’ll understand

I saw myself in the way you paused

The way that we laugh when we are not sure

We’ve pressed our lips to another’s cheek

But it makes no difference and it brings no tears

And I often think that we are not made

To be neatly positioned in each other’s way

And I won’t join those who do not wait

For they commit their love to an early grave

That’s why

There’s no weeping in my ears

That is why

We will taste the coming years

And I’m sorry that I’ve curled into a ball you can’t unroll

That I buried my head behind a red brick wall

But led like a lamb you’d have died in my hands

That’s why I know you’ll understand

And I’m sorry that I’ve curled into a ball you can’t unroll

That I buried my head behind a red brick wall

But led like a lamb you’d have died in my hands

That’s why I know you’ll understand