a better mistake
sign on the clock
taller grandfather
wish he could stop
waving her little flag
nobody turns
they must get tired of saying
it’s your imagination
torn up daydream
what’s the point in trying
silent count
those eyes are gonna rust
under the lesson lights
no one to wind her right
it’s never time to leave
invisible side is showing
nothing to cover up her mind
it’s just a pebble in a river
he makes her let them practice on her
it’s just a sign off in the distance
afraid they’re never gonna fall asleep
room with the other girls
eyes closed heads to the wall
stay on our side
we’re not allowed to see them
he’s just a lie they’re trying to make us believe in