New Land - 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