12. Amber

12. Amber

As I close myself in here
I leave just one way out
Difficult to be sincere
You can stand and have no doubt
Amber

I have a window I can look through
And I see it’s all out there
All I have to do is break through
Will stained glass colour me?
Amber

Amber, amber
Ambe, amber

Mirrorin’ myself right back to me
on the walls of my cocoon
until everything I see blinds me like the sun of June
Amber

Amber, amber
Amber, amber

Empty hands reach to touch you
when my fingers itching to feel you
when open arms to embrace you
when hungry claws scream and scratch you
when

I breathe the same grey oxygen
My lungs are screaming
Screaming, screaming
Until I can breathe again
Until everything bleeds
Amber