2019 10 31 New European Ensemble

Liedteksten
Part II
4. By the Sea
What is there to talk about?
There’s no way out, no way out.
Fear stopped me walking out
There was no way out, no way out.
I didn’t want to sully his name
I wore it like a skin, the shame.
He wasn’t a frail weak man
I’m not what you think I am.
I can’t talk of his repeated sin
He hit me with a rolling pin.
All I ever wanted was a simple life
My church, my child, being a wife.
Just him and me, him and me
Inside a small house by the sea.
My own heart, broken like bones,
I’d wish at night for tomorrow,
When I might wash you away and sorrow
Would leave me alone.
Nothing, nothing washes you away,
You, underneath my skin
That smell, that voice, that hollow,
My own heart, broken like bones.
6. Four Walls
Within these four walls he stares at me.
We don’t venture out much these days.
Holiday brochures come by post;
I leaf through the glorious pictures of Tunisia.
What about a coach trip? A mystery tour?
He won’t go anywhere.
His endless notes: More milk, get me my tea,
I talk to myself. Live somewhere else.
He writes notes. We fight. He won’t talk.
He writes notes. We fight. He won’t talk.
He writes notes. We fight. He won’t talk.
5. Inside (part 2)
Inside I’d say please don’t,
Grit my teeth, bite the pillow.
You pulled me to a place
Where everything went numb, hollow.
I’d lose my voice.
Inside, I’d say don’t please.
High on the wall I’d watch your shadow
Turn against me – shape of a storm.
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