Daragh Hayes's Album

no more bad days (this wild life cover)

Fake plastic trees (Radiohead cover)

we say we're alright we don't say what we mean
then we put up a front and suppress memories
i tremble with doubt, i shake like a leaf
running off with the wind, trying to set myself free

i say its alright when i know thats not true
turning my back to face away from the blue 
paying the price for not knowing the cost
of having nowhere to go so we keep ourselves lost

the pieces return then they come back together
tomorrow hoping my mood will not reflect the weather
when the feeling recedes and indifference proceeds
feels like going to bed and then dreaming of sleep 

i dont recognise myself, it feels like there's someone else
pulling the strings, rearranging my things. 

now the puppeteer's lost his way, his fingers contort in vain
marionette thrown away, lost to the great decay