Harvest Assembly

Eliot

I’m not ready

put my feet on the side and I’m pushing away

if you got something to say

then go ahead and say it then

sick set in my ways

but I wouldn’t haven’t it any other way

I did it again

I did it the same

you set the tone

and I ran down the road

and I got out the boat

thought this was set in the stone

back to school

big spiders

cherry cig, no lighters

sick of smoking outside

but if you’re in all day

everyone’s an outsider

ran home so quick

nobodies home

threw up sick

scared of my phone

eat up kid

bag of bones

sorry mate, ticket don’t cover this zone

fog thicker in the cove

don’t recognise the road

open up on your own time

used to ring you on the landline

take the telly off stand-by

I’m not ready

put my feet on the side and I’m pushing away

if you got something to say

then go ahead and say it then

felt fear of the ebb and the flow

peak to the pocket, let’s go

surf in the late summer glow

curve of the earth, plane window

made a swap, got done

learnt a lesson that day my son

never ever trust no one

take stock got love

count your blessings my son

it’ll come when the race is run

stay home sick

nobody home

school got skipped

smoke on my own

night bus home

change is low

sorry mate better find your own way home

kid, your on your own

fog lift from the cove

open up on your own time

used to ring you on the landline

take the telly off stand-by

I’m not ready

put my feet on the side and I’m pushing away

if you got something to say

then go ahead and say it then