Routine - Steven Wilson, Ninet Tayeb

What do I do with all the children’s clothes

such tiny things that still smell of them

And the footprints in the hallway

onto my knees scrub them away

And how to be of use make the tea and the soup

All of their favorites throw them away

And all their schoolbooks and the running shoes

Washing and cleaning the dirty still sink

Routine keeps me in line

Helps me pass the time

Concentrate my mind

Helps me to sleep

And keep making beds and keep the cat fed

Open the Windows let the air in And keep the house clean and keep the routine

Paintings they make still stuck to the fridge

Keep cleaning keep ironing

Cooking their meals on the stainless steel hop

Keep washing keep scrubbing

Long until the dark comes to bruise the sky

Deep in the debt to night

Routine keeps me in line

Helps me pass the time

Helps me to sleep

Routine keeps me in line

Helps me pass the time

Helps me to sleep

The most beautiful morning forever

Like the ones from far off, far off away

With the hum of the bees in the jasmine sway

Don’t ever let go Try to let go Don’t ever let go Try to let go Don’t ever…