Ted hughes
Ben hammersleyThe bread, the butter by their beds
Because tomorrow, you'll be gone
What have I done?
I’ve left my life
And I'm out here on the run
From the people that I love
And I watch your breath
As it frosts the glass
You write a message that will never last
And say that it'll always be this way
But you've been lead astray,
Right from the start
I found solace in other's arms
I never meant to cause you any harm
Your heart hangs heavy on my mind
Forget me when I'm gone
And send my body to the flames
For the skies, the skies won’t have me
And I am turning into dust
Beneath your feet
These stairs have carried
The soles of many men
Who've called on god
To right their wrongs
But let live me long
So I must live with all that I have done
Until my days come closing in
Your breath on my skin
Each night the same
The wicked get no rest
And those crashing clouds they call my name
My work is black
Oh what a weight
I've found upon my back
In the days since you've been gone
Your heart hangs heavy on my mind
Forget me when I'm gone
And send my body to the flames
For the skies, the skies won’t have me
And I am turning into dust
Beneath your feet