Zoe Boekbinder

Sour Lemons
I was tops of toes tiptoeing Inch by inch, I was approaching Maze of histories before us I prefer the ones we tore up Inch by inch, tooth and nail Please forgive me when I fail Lacey stems have lost their balance Fighting words with teeth and talons After months of careful tracing Dotted lines and perfect pasting Words and teeth, I slipped up Now I'm back to where I was Perching owls on the wall Lined up the nesting dolls All the butterflies are pinned One by one, outstretched their wings One by one, no longer two This is me and that is you Maze of histories before us I prefer the ones we tore up I'll be first to apologize Still the same, not eye to eye You've got sour lemons too Oh i can see a few One by one, no longer two This is me and that is you Aus Songtexte Mania