One from a while ago, don't really write much these days. I really need to finish a third verse. It's played acoustically in a folk sort of style.. Any comments would be appreciated.
Tails From A Broken Home
Look at the fire
Look at it, its turned blue
There's nothing they can say to each other
They were held stable by glue
There is nothing to say
Now that they're through
Their youngest sat on the landing
He has a slight clue
He knows the home is breaking
But there's nothing he can do
They had gone sour
Talking on the telephone
He wasn't one for taking sides
But he knows who was in the wrong
The neighbours never saw it coming
They were the talk of the fence
They thought talking about others
Made a whole lot of sense
Chorus:
Tails from a broken home
Suddenly four was three
The walls needed changing
Cos they couldn't leave them be
The gaps they need filling
They couldn't let no one see
That they were hurting
And there was no gaurentee
That they would even keep the key
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