Rear Window Lyrics by A Little Boy Lost
I’m leaving soon
To the edge of this room
To the steam of my years
To the depth of those fears
I’m stealing the weakness
Of the children who stare
The moment I leave
I’ll do it aware
Aware of the shoes I used to bruise
Refused – confused
Thank you pages
For the sounds I’ve been given
I’ll take them with me
Hang them all on my ceiling.
The rear window – My rear window –
That which moves me – And makes me swallow.
