Our trouble

Come for me 

I row a dried up sea 

Trouble tore at my sleep(sleeve?) 

I row a dried up sea 


Ribbons to hide my face 

Shame does not come to claim 

Trouble tore at my sleep(sleeve?)

I row a dried up sea 


Never you mind

You can manage 

Never you mind

You can manage 


Never you mind

You can manage 

Never you mind 


Well....fuck that (?)

I fail to explain (?)


Never you mind

You can manage 

And never you mind 


If, when you stand (?)

Would you sleep (? )


Never you mind

You can manage 

If you try

You can manage 

You can manage 

You can manage

If you try