Too Bright Window

There is a window
Ah, but the light won’t breach the frame beyond the sill
There is a window
And it’s too bright to see what’s framed beyond it still
There is a window
But there’s no gain through all the pain of staring through time
Ooh, there’s a window
With lifetimes of layered paint and centuries of grime

Come to the window
Everyone’s calling through the lush cyanamide
Come to the window
Everyone’s falling on the touching grass outside
Go to the window
When will they see it all, whеn will they realize
For you, thе window
Is just a blurry block of light that burns your eyes

Some folks see how easy living should be
I can’t see, I can’t see
Some folks see how to make a living easy
Not me; it’s not me
Some folks will always suck the living from you
Ooh-wee, ooh-wee
Behind a window capitalism’s stuck you
And me, and me

There is a window
But maybe your answer’s not outside it, and what’s more
Turn from the window
Maybe it’s time to face the dark and find a door

It’s not a personal failure - entropic miasmas and grief
Raised to believe in a system where it’s only money
That buys you relief

Some folks see how easy living should be
I can’t see, I can’t see
Some folks see how to make a living easy
Not me; it’s not me
Some folks will always suck the living from you
Ooh-wee, ooh-wee
Behind a window capitalism’s stuck you
And me, and me