Son from New Moult by Queenie

Well I took my head and I
Put it on a shelf
Cause every time I close my eyes
I don’t wanna see myself
And every day that melts into
Another year away from who I thought
I’d be by now

I feel as though my limbs been cut
I’m floating through
Just making up the blues
Just making up the blues I brought on you

And if there’s no one pleased to know
That all of this was just to show
That I was never done
With you the first born son

And every night I dream
That some day it would end
I can’t forget the waves of time
That beat against the inside of my head

And no one waited just like you
And the holy heart was split in two
And I knew it was wrong the day the world had fallen through

And if there’s no one please to know
That all of this was just to show
That I was never done
With you the first born son

The stars that sit upon my eyes
Like droplets on an open sky
There’s a thread that’s pulling through
It doesn’t make the days so long
They’re closer than they were before
So someday time would bring me back to you

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