3 Monkeys

3 Monkeys

Playing death and dumb

Living with a blind eye

Keeping my fingers crossed

Looking to the sky

 

Saying a little prayer

Talking in my mind

Looking at you now

I know it’s not easy to find

 

Struggling with thoughts

What am I meant to say?

It’s like we’re different people

Our feet are turning to clay

 

But I know I need you near me

So I’ll cover up the tracks

Just play death and dumb

And paper over the cracks.

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