Slowing Time from Locusts by Red Herring

Hold on
Don't go
In time
I'll show
You're all
I know
My hands
Are cold
The hands
That never
Once did hold
The Sun
I'm still dreaming, there's nothing to it
Just close your eyes and don't forget you're human
The streets were idyllic, the sky was blue
But when locusts swarmed I could not see you
See you, I'm see through
I'm giving up
I'm letting go
My time
Has started
Going
Slow
My shattered Stomach
Lets out a cry
A cry
That splits
Apart
The sky
I'm still dreaming, there's nothing to it
Just close your eyes and don't forget you're human
The streets were idyllic, the sky was blue
But when locusts swarmed I could not see you
'I only have so many hours to do the things I need to do in order to do the things I love. Sad hours seem long they said. I'd cry and I will cry to give my longer to do what I need to do in 3 days time. But I'm not looking at the ground beneath me- I'm too focused on the ceiling. Sure to touch the top would be nice but I always need ground to stand on- and I'm losing it all. Instead of slowing time with tears I'd rather speed it up with grins and words exchanged in ears softer than tears on any face in any place.
There's always time to clean inside your head
Force yourself to sleep inside your bed
Think back on every word you said
Words are endless they are never dead
I'm still dreaming, there's nothing to it
Just close your eyes and don't forget you're human
The streets were idyllic, the sky was blue
But when locusts swarmed I could not see you

• Alternative
• Jazz Inspired
• Lofi
• ambient
• post-punk
• punk rock
• Shrewsbury