It's not two separate things, it's one
I got upset about the gun to my head
You got upset because you can't shoot me dead
It's not two separate things, it's one
No, it's not two separate things, it's one
You distance yourself because I won't let you fly
You're so far away and I can't understand why
It's not two separate things, it's one
I've cried so many tears over a period of some odd years
Some of the times I've walked it off for a mile
And other times I've acted out like a child
But I've been worn to the bone
Yeah, I've been worn to the bone
My threads have unraveled slow
Sitting here pondering the thief in the night
How everything goes wrong before one thing goes right
How I felt so alone in a world of blind sight
But if there was no god then who turned out the lights
And once again, I fell down and cried.
It's not two separate things, it's one
I'm ready for a new year.
Blue Mantra Rhymes, aka Ed Cooke, pays tribute to his current home of Bangkok and its folk traditions on this delicate new LP. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 23, 2021