Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Sister's Palace , by - The Herd. Release date: 25.08.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
My Sister's Palace |
| My sister I hear you calling |
| You feel your world has fallen |
| Gather your possessions |
| Muster up your strength and walk away |
| My brother now I’m pleading |
| My sister needs to leave now |
| Let her leave with safety |
| No need for more chasing again |
| Sister mother daughter |
| Not treated how you oughta |
| Cut off by a river |
| Someone burnt the bridge |
| Random acts of malice |
| From up inside your palace |
| Wall’s too tall for scaling |
| Who’s gonna do the saving |
| I wait for your arrival |
| To know that you’re surviving |
| Smoke I see arising |
| Way upon horizon |
| Far from other shores |
| Escaping any laws |
| Get into that boat |
| With your hands upon those oars |
| None of this shit made sense |
| All of the biblical rules that it went against |
| What are fences for, to keep the trouble out right? |
| What if the trouble is in, who will save them then? |
| And the walls are thin, they hear him go at it again |
| Quietly sobbing, her brother his holding her hand |
| They dare not turn on the light |
| For fear of worsening the fight |
| So alone and frozen, both eyes open |
| Every sound magnified in the dead of the night |
| Their mum pleads and begs him please |
| Tears wiped away with pyjama sleeves |
| Life went about its business of bearing its teeth |
| Big brother being brave gets up |
| Little sister says stop |
| In the kitchen a glass drops |
| As a kid, dad’s so big |
| Enough to drag em all down in the hole he digs |
| She is so withdrawn in class |
| But there’s a world in her head |
| That they never thought to ask |
| I doubt she would tell them anyway |
| I asked her the other day |
| Are your parents going to the PTA |
| She said they’d gone away |
| Something volatile behind her eyes |
| That makes them nervous |
| And they haven’t got the strength to ask |
| To scratch the surface |
| So she sits in class drawing rowboats in silence |
| Drifting away from a tower rising from an island |
| Her brother’s got her back |
| But he’s not always within range |
| So she fights her own battles |
| Girls think she’s strange |
| No teachers that I’ve asked would even know her name |
| And would barely notice |
| If she never even came to class |
| I wish that her shame would pass |
| And mine would dissolve as fast |
| As the dreams of six year olds |
| She is so much older than her tender years |
| I wish I could do something to end the tears |
| Her eyes like a bottomless lake |
| Deep and clear |
| I wish I could do something to end the fear |