Jekyll’s hide by Tiya Lyrics
I’m not dreaming
At least I think I’m not
I’ve got crust in my eyes from lying awake
Sleeping – crying baby in her got
She coos my name;
I glimpse, recoil at the sight of my face
A stranger, unwelcome embrace
I waver, my finger moves to trace
I feel warmth on my skin
The type that’s akin to a mothers whim
Or a brother’s grin
It’s alien to me
How long has it been?
Since I’ve seen without my glasses
I ask as if I don’t know
Will you leave me here, under open skies?
On rooftop heights, watching the sun die?
Or was it only in my mind?
Yеllow backdrop behind, masking Jekyll's Hide, I cry
For thе lie I told myself of what you summised
An institutionalized heart
Need not impart
The inherent desiderium
Speaking Tsonga to an Indian
How ignorant; the amnesiac forgets he does not know
At least I think I’m not
I’ve got crust in my eyes from lying awake
Sleeping – crying baby in her got
She coos my name;
I glimpse, recoil at the sight of my face
A stranger, unwelcome embrace
I waver, my finger moves to trace
I feel warmth on my skin
The type that’s akin to a mothers whim
Or a brother’s grin
It’s alien to me
How long has it been?
Since I’ve seen without my glasses
I ask as if I don’t know
Will you leave me here, under open skies?
On rooftop heights, watching the sun die?
Or was it only in my mind?
Yеllow backdrop behind, masking Jekyll's Hide, I cry
For thе lie I told myself of what you summised
An institutionalized heart
Need not impart
The inherent desiderium
Speaking Tsonga to an Indian
How ignorant; the amnesiac forgets he does not know