Song For Ellie
You wooed me with your lifestyle
Your black and marble palace
The wealth and rooms were vast
I trusted you with my future
But now that time has passed
By myself time for reflection
An opening that closed a door
In my heart I saw with clarity
You priorities never me
No faith, no hope nor charity
You only get one shot in life
I don't mean vodka or gin
My life has a different tune
A cello not a synthesiser
That's why I'm leaving soon
So keep your northern ways
Barren rooms where no one talks
We'll agree to disagree
Enjoy your steel glass boxes
Because now I'm breaking free
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