Splinters - The Bongos

Sometimes I’m sad, sad as a pony

A nightmare’s rain, reins try to hold me

Dream break stride, stride into splinters

Run and hide

Sometimes I’m high, high as a feather

Can’t see change, change for the better

Birds fly south, south for the winter

Counts me out

I wouldn’t break away

Couldn’t turn away

Wouldn’t break away

Sometimes I feel, feel like a window

People throw stares into my soul

Bricks through glass, glass into splinters

Paint the cracks

Is there love, love like an ocean

Ships will part, part like an ocean

Driftwood cracks, cracks into splinters

Waves pull back

I wouldn’t break away

Couldn’t turn away

Wouldn’t break away