Esme Bridie - Tower of Regret

Empty mind and empty words
Your rubber bullets they don’t hurt too much
Try and shoot me down you’ll see
I can dance quite endlessly and you’ll watch


And what’s it like in your crying tower of regret?
Well it must be nice stamping on the flowers as they bloom...

Older skin and older bones
Your body grows but it leaves your soul behind
You’re always looking down on me but I am growing constantly in time

And what’s it like in your crying tower of regret?
Well it must be nice stamping on the flowers as they bloom...

Hold onto your discrepancies
For I am not in need of your advice
Your tired eyes look on and say
That I am going wrong but I’m going somewhere at least

And what’s it like in your crying tower of regret?
Well it must be nice stamping on the flowers as they bloom...

Written by:
Esme Bridie

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