Nothing Sticks - Sarah Mary Chadwick

Well I wonder how I’m playing

Poorly feely or out of control

I called there once, now I’m flailing

I remember you’re big, but you I can’t recall

And stick around for the winter

I might run into you

Might change the world

I wish I was a beginner

Wish the colours were separate

Not one muddy swirl

'Cause you found out what begged it

That I watch how it looks

To and copy it

And if you like it, then I like it

And you think you can see

But I’m just made of mist

Nothing sticks

So it’s no big surprise when I quit

This is just like one of those billboards

Of a random scene with the faces cut out

Stick your head through hay

You’re

And I’ll stick mine through two

Hey, I’m olive oil now

And you’re a famous portrait

And my souls never achieve what they’re for

And I’ll wait in for the big time

Least I though that I did

Now I’m really not sure

'Cause you’re young

You’re just a big kid

And me too, I stopped growing

There’s no pride in it

And I’m bouncing like an echo

And I’m a rusty nail

I’m a bad magic trick

Nothing sticks

So I’m trying to memorise it

Nothing sticks

You’re so lovely, but I can’t feel it

Nothing sticks

So it’s no big surprise when I quit

Nothing sticks

So I’m clean, though I’m rolling in shit