All my silence and my strained respect...all my insights from retrospect

More Prefab Sprout-inspired painting, this time by the perfect song Bonny, lyrics appended below. Words don't hold you, broken soldiers.

I spend the days with my vanity

I'm lost in heaven and I'm lost to earth
Didn't give you minutes, not even moments
All my life in a tower of foil
Shaded feelings, I don't believe you

When you were there before my eyes
No one planned it, took it for granted

I count the hours since you slipped away
I count the hours that I lie awake
I count the minutes and the seconds too
All I stole and I took from you

But Bonny, don't live at home
Bonny, don't live at home

Words don't hold you, broken soldiers

All my silence and my strained respect
Missed chances and the same regrets
Kiss the thief and you save the rest
All my insights from retrospect

But Bonny, don't live at home
Bonny, don't live at home