Over The Lawn — текст песни (blueline medic)

She`s standing at the door and getting one thing clear.
I throw the book down and march right into their eyes.
I`m reduced to almost nothing now, still, I`ve apologised.
Look out! The sky is knitting . . . filling . . . creeping in.
I dont think it`s going to just pass by.
She stands at the door and gets her one thing clear;
"I`m not my mother nor my aunt,
so it`s exactly what I mean when you little fool if I say I can`t."
She`s shouting down, over the lawn
and like an army under the door.
Slow advancing.
How will she sleep tonight with all that commotion going on?
Something`s beginning to fall.
It`s quiet now, there are bigger disasters
and they they`re gone into the ground and gutters and out to sea.
Swept along with the dirt and leaves
. . . and back up . . . back up into thin air.