Wednesday, 2 July 2008

Don't look at me now with different eyes.
I can still be all I was.
I will still be all I was to you.
I never ever told you lies
I just didn't need to say
I never needed to say the truth

Father, mother, sisters, brother, friends, lovers
How do you like me now
That I am standing tall and proud
With my head in these black clouds

They are my halo
And so I think I can get away with anything
They are my halo
And if it slips down it can become my noose.

Father, mother, sisters, brothers, friends, lovers
I am what has become of the boy you knew,

And I don't mean to break your hearts
But there's nothing I can do.

Nurses, doctors, listeners, talkers, ghosts, survivors
I have heard you all but I have not learned.

How will you like me then,
When I have become your son again.
When I am a brother, a lover, a friend
When I have made my way to the end
When I have made it.
Home.

How do you like me now
That I am standing tall and proud
In spite of all that should pull me down
My head is in the clouds
And they are my halo
I'm coming home.

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