thea gilmore
you tell me
Well here we are then you and me  Some little joke of chemistry  With all our sun bleached history  Fading as the light gets strong and  We are brave and we are fakes of  Tortured art and higher stakes  And winters knocking at the gates  But the clocks are wrong   I am the steel, I am the dare  The angry kid with mud in her hair  Setting off those warning flares  Till the sky got light  And you are the seasons, you are the free fall  Here's the smell of tarmac, here's the clarion call  Here's the reasoning behind it all  Right here tonight   'Cause I've struggled for directions  A blank page as far as I can see  But I'm open to suggestions  So you tell me  You tell me You tell me  The corner cafe got closed down  A funeral pyre for the wise and the clowns  A little drunk this time around  But the feeling's there  They're drawing out their pocket knives  Till just the singular survives  For all the currency it buys  They don't much care   'Cause I've struggled for directions A blank page as far as I can see  But I'm open to suggestions So you tell me  You tell me You tell me  Now colours blazing through the sky  With autumn fury in our eyes  We'll gather every battle cry  And lay them at their door  'Cause for all the reasons that they spent  To turn poetry to self defence  I guess that what I really meant  Was that's what it's for  But you tell me You tell me You tell me  