Small Heart

Ive got a small heart

but it's still bigger than your world

every clean shave

is a place where I adore to grow some curls

(You wake up)

Oh what a slow start

Another coffee stain upon a shirt

Every Cliché

We're having soft drinks for dessert

And I feel safe

And I feel safe

enough is safe for me so fuck it press play

And I feel safe

And I feel safe

safe is enough for me so fuck it press play

Give it a new start

lets take this to another level right now

and that you'd see the fall of a nation

might not be what you have expected somehow

Ive got a small heart

but it's still bigger than your world

Another delay

another morning that will hurt

(you're out of time)

And I feel safe

And I feel safe

enough is safe for me so fuck it press play

And I feel safe

And I feel safe

safe is enough for me so fuck it press play

 

So you're back at work today

You have to earn it, to make a wage

Though the feeling creeps up on you

That this is just a waste of days

But your fence needs a new coat of paint

And in the end, nothing is given for free

The value of your life measured by the paper made

As it is getting tedious to keep the pace

You're tired of rising early with another day to face

So you're sick of staying late and go to bed early, always

And this morning you looked into the mirror, stared at your teeth brushing face

Just to notice with a shiver that its tone's turning gray

No you're not one of them

But now you're getting seriously pissed off

Every (single) time an SBB train's delayed

Your wrinkles slope more and more downhill

And you get this funny feeling

that even the best of creams are now slowly defeated by decay

But that's all right

Cause your wedding was nice and you've lived together for a while now

You surely love her, you just don't feel the same when she smiles now

So you still make love, for family reasons, as soon as the light's out

She doesn't seem to be in as good mood as she used to

But it's all fine, yeah? I mean she's still on

And at least there's nothing wrong

I mean you've done a lot

Now it's time to settle down

To get satisfied, for making do

You've earned it, this small house in this tranquil town

So you go home, brain off

Netflix (abo) linked to the big screen in the living room

You've earned it, you really do

Just sometimes you wonder what your teenage self would think of you

and why you never managed to understand

the quality of a Kae Tempest tune

But you're happy, in a way

You're really happy, aren't you?

And if you get the feeling

That this could be a waste of days

You stare at the new coat of grey

on your garden fence

As it is getting tedious to take the pace

You know at least there's still paper made

And you're happy, in a way

You're really happy, right?