Housekeeping

you

sit on the floor,

broken like clouds.

you scratch your knees 'til they crack and bleed.

I

walk out of the door,

naked and bored,

and raise my head to the weeping sky.

chorus:

you call my name but I can't answer.

you call my name but I can't say anything.

we

looked at the sea,

sat on the edge.

I gripped your hand until my fingers hurt.

now,

somebody screams on the same dirty beach;

he throws down his arms

and he falls to the sand.

(chorus x 2)