New Land

Emma Pollock

Compositor: Emma Pollock

Hold up your glasses
Shout for the masses
Here we go
And so begins the show
And not for the first time
We step on the fault line
And just like that
We watch the fireworks start

Oh, sleep, if you can

You said it was alright
You said it was just
Another night
But your eyes
Betray the fight
And as for this new land
Well, it's not what you
Had planned, right?
Of love
For this life
Is stale as tough

Oh, sleep, if you can

Tell me
That it isn't true
The things you say
He did to you
For my rage flies
And a man dies
So this is what
I'd like to do
But I don't think
That you want me to

'Cause people are listening
And watching and pointing
They're looking for windows
And dreaming on porches
So don't say a word
If you want to be here
In the morning
In the morning

So it all ends here
Almost a way
Out the door
And I'm suddenly
Fixed to the floor

Oh, sleep
If you can