It's a Metaphor
Kaurna Cronin Lyrics

Come November I'll be bruised
False blames not a calling cue
Down your hallway, too disguised
Wave goodbye

A test of all your kind intentions
Sliding down the wooden boards
Empty quilts when I've awoken
Shattered glass is a metaphor
You say you want your freedom
But you still want your control
Just say you want your freedom
And I will fight for that

March I'll be escaping grey
Puzzles missing pieces gone astray
Like a dollar to a gambling boy
Shattered glass is a metaphor

You say you want your freedom
But you still want your control
Just say you want your freedom
And I will fight for that

Lyrics © Songs & Whispers
Written by: Kaurna Cronin

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