Stability from Abi Wade by Abi Wade

within your bowl of wisdom
with walls built up around
you think you have a kingdom
underneath your hands

but the walls are made of glass
they're brittle with deceit
and as you peer through them
perception distorts and leaves

I wouldn’t mind

oooo if it were true

But to me you are a stage, a frame on which you have been played
settled there in line of sight as I act the silent bride
But to me you are a stage, a frame on which you have been played
settled there in line of sight

I’m sorry

and for the stolen senses and for the fallen reign
you still pass by reciting
remember which way I came

But to me you are a stage a frame on which you have been played
settled there in line of sight as I act the silent bride
But to me you are a stage a frame on which you have been played
settled there in line of sight

I’m sorry
I’m sorry
I’m sorry
I’m sorry

• Acoustic
• cello
• dark folk
• folk
• folk pop
• piano
• singer-songwriter
• Brighton