Knave - Day to a Page Lyrics

Staring at the pair of you
As you stand staring out the window in the living room
Like clockwork

Every afternoon, the same exact spot in the room
Waving to the grand kids as they frantically wave back at you
Like clockwork

Your still silhouettes, the filigree of the curtains kept
Yellow from the cigarette smoke creeping down from upstairs
Like clockwork

Murmuring a debrief, of all the things that just happened
As if you didn't witness them first hand, begin the re-enactment
Like clockwork

A long day of passing hours, housebound, staring at the flowers
Reading, sleeping, watching TV, swimming, pacing, waiting for tea
Like clockwork

Flurries of small talk as the nightly news poisons the air
In the presence of your photo frames, fading claret leather chairs
Like clockwork

It's been sixty years and you're still here, side by side, the same old fears
The same old meals, every night between 4 and 5
Like clockwork

If I had wings I'd fly away, if you had wings you'd try to find a way to hide them away
My mistake, you're too busy to fly today; there's something burning in the microwave
But either way i'm ashamed you had to compromise your dying days
So I could have my quality of life today, I spend every night lying wide awake
Fearing that the time I take to write and say these lines i've made is a crime against
My best interests, and i'm afraid
That every moment I'm not with you is time I waste

Is eternal love just compromise, repetition and routine
Or is it still burning, too subtle for my young eyes to see?
I ask myself
Like clockwork