Ottolenghi

I was sat up on the train

Staring out the window at the rain (aye)

I heard this little lady must've felt the pain

Ask her mum if the blazing sun'll ever shine again

I felt ashamed feel the same not her mother though

Nah, started to laugh got her son involved (aye)

Mention the past like a running joke

And told her without all the rain, there's no stunt in growth

Close, ah, to everything and nothing

Picture past the honeymoon and bluffing

Where the wooden spoon is only cuffing

Shorter the discussion but the roots can't maneuver out of nothing

I've been suffering these dreamy days (ah)

Remedy and lust don't hold any memories of us

Rather hold you every day until the memories are dust

Yo, we only caught the train 'cause you know I hate the bus

Never get enough

Born and raised

Made attempts to crawl away

Find a way to exist and hide your face some relate

Leave everything in yesterday

They ask about the bible I was reading

Told them that the title was misleading labelled it

Jerusalem but really it's for cooking Middle-Eastern

I could see your mind was changing

With the seasons shady for a reason (ah)

They will start decreasing, leaving like the orange in the evening

It was creeping through the clouds but

Now I'm proud to see the images releasing

I just wish the little lady could've seen it but she was dreaming (ah)

Reckon she's standing with her mum saying to her 'look

Mother, here's the sun rooted in the moment 'til the memories are done

So I sit and start to wonder on the woman she'll become

Wonder if I'll have a son or a daughter

Ones that I brought up never strong never telling me to run

Never tried to find a sum

Tryna get it done, yo, I wonder if she'll ever be as clever as her mum, one

Born and raised

Made attempts to crawl away

Find a way to exist and hide your face some relate

Leave everything in yesterday