All my high hopes, they were made on tight ropes
But I didn’t know this at the time
I’m sleeping through sermons, I’m dreaming
I know this is wrong but they don’t seem to mind

The big yellow buses, those late morning rushes
I’m learning to read and to fight
We’re writing letters, plucking cards like they’re feathers
I’m green today, but tomorrow I’ll do better

[Chorus]
And these clocks are slow
I’m choking on the tether
And I miss my home.
- I’m Green Today / French Cassettes -