Apathy & Lies

i don't have any curtains but i can see the sky

my heart is full of apathy

my mouth is full of lies

at least i've got a bed where i can rest my bones

i'm never quite with anyone

i'm never quite alone

though you may be frightened 

even though there are wolves at your door

stare into the darkness

you'll see things worth turning the page for

you'll see things worth learning to be brave for

go to sleep, go to sleep 

on that old kitchen floor

i really miss my mother and i know she misses me

in the cold, stark light of november

there's nothing much to see

i wish i had a deck of cards so i could pass the time

i belong to everyone

but nothing's really mine

though you may be hungry

and the things that you want are just out of reach

stare into the darkness

you'll see things worth staying awake for

you'll see things worth learning to be brave for

carve your name, carve your name 

on that old kitchen floor

here we are again

i want you to listen

i want you to breath in

here we are again

i want you to hurt me

like i know that you can

the night comes barging into my bedroom, cuz there's nothing to keep it out

oh this is me giving up 

this is me throwing in the towel

someday i'll have a piece of ground where i can rest my bones

i'm never quite with anyone

i'm never quite alone

© 2016 by Zoë Robertson. Photography by Robert Zbikowski and Vincent Fugere. Proudly created with Wix.com

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