Lyrics New England - Elsinore

New England

Move your roots so far away
And then get back to me
Put the children off to bed
It’s nothing they should see
Pull your hair back, cross your hands
They’re getting in the way
Pull the pictures off the walls
The nails hang empty
Paint yourself into a corner
That’s what you’re best at
Keep unpacking all you’ve hoarded
It won’t take you back
Close your eyes and count it up
The times you gave me up
Forty thousand parachutes
You credited to luck
Healing all your cuts and bruises geographically
Sister cities both forgetting you so easily
Point your finger at the one
Who left the fighting front
I think you know why I’m here
And everything you’ve done
I remember last December
I was chasing after you
And leafing through the pages
You scribbled out in blue
Frozen mornings in New England
Don’t discount your double-dealing
You’re the secretary general
And a one-man wrecking crew