So so Low - Fotocrime

The shades are drawn all day

Trapped inside with the remnants of dread

All the blankest of faces drop by to say

We’ll make a deal

On the ghosts that collect in your head

Dusty records we keep

All the visits in our sleep

Tied to an anchor of grief

That threatens to drown us

I try to never bring it up

When I do it takes me so so low

Secret lives that we led

Piles of books that went unread

All the things we leave unsaid

I try to never bring it up

When I do it takes me so so low

Closed my eyes so the light can’t find me

The callous world still spins along

Outside the sun would blind me

The shades stay drawn

I try to never bring it up

So so low