When you're walking on the street
Does your heart skip a beat
Does your mind know what to do
Walking ten miles
Do you see me and dial
When you've drowned in a river
Floating up in the middle
Do you love anybody but you
Caught in the middle
Caught between you and you
Sweet heart, sweet heart
Falling apart
I can't hold on
Sweet heart, sweet heart
Falling apart
I'm gone.
When you caught in the middle
Do you know what to do
When I am caught in the middle
Between me and you.
I get up in the morning
Go to bed every night
I hope in the morning
I will feel something right.
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Started with a lie
I'm not sure where to stand
When the ground falls through
And I start to ramble on
Like the way
You do.
I don't know how to say
The things I wanted to
In the first place
So I started with a lie.
I couldn't catch my breath
In the hurricane
When the walls folded in
And the cielinng began to cave
You were waiting there
When it all went down
And I tried to work out
But my hands were bound.
To you.
When the ground falls through
And I start to ramble on
Like the way
You do.
I don't know how to say
The things I wanted to
In the first place
So I started with a lie.
I couldn't catch my breath
In the hurricane
When the walls folded in
And the cielinng began to cave
You were waiting there
When it all went down
And I tried to work out
But my hands were bound.
To you.
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Until you smile
Not sure where to stand
When the ground falls through
And I ramble on
The way I do
Because I don't know how
TO stay the things
That I wanted to
In the first place
Started off with a lie
Couldn't get over that
Couldn't believe how long
And how much was said
And the truth it never came out
The truth was never true.
So paint over me
I'll blend into the wall
Until I'm forgotten
Back to the invisible girl
With sad stories
And big brown eyes
Making the saddest faces
Until you smile.
When the ground falls through
And I ramble on
The way I do
Because I don't know how
TO stay the things
That I wanted to
In the first place
Started off with a lie
Couldn't get over that
Couldn't believe how long
And how much was said
And the truth it never came out
The truth was never true.
So paint over me
I'll blend into the wall
Until I'm forgotten
Back to the invisible girl
With sad stories
And big brown eyes
Making the saddest faces
Until you smile.
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Housecoat
I sleep in a housecoat
I command the weather
From the thick of my veins
My blood is a rain drop
It takes power and time
And pain
To make this right
We ain't ever gonna make this right
We put up the fight
Fighting ghosts
Avoiding conversations
So I sleep in a housecoat
I command the weather
From the thick of my veins.
I command the weather
From the thick of my veins
My blood is a rain drop
It takes power and time
And pain
To make this right
We ain't ever gonna make this right
We put up the fight
Fighting ghosts
Avoiding conversations
So I sleep in a housecoat
I command the weather
From the thick of my veins.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Catching Pennies
Write about the experiences
You had
And the love you have come to want
The bricks and mortar
That build your words
When you end it
Again
And Again
And again.
Like a some sorry cliche
Gum stuck to your shoe
Be rid of it
Be gone
You're a broken story
That spins it's wheels
A record on repeat
Repeat
Repeat
You can skip a heart
You can skip your heart beat
To know what you want
In the slightest
Jumping out of a cake
With a smile on your face.
You will not be reborn.
Just something solemn
Buried there where I told you a secret
A valuable memory
And you buried it there
Because it meant nothing.
It all seemed so quiet and calm.
Now it's just dark.
At the bottom of this well.
I'm catching pennies now.
You had
And the love you have come to want
The bricks and mortar
That build your words
When you end it
Again
And Again
And again.
Like a some sorry cliche
Gum stuck to your shoe
Be rid of it
Be gone
You're a broken story
That spins it's wheels
A record on repeat
Repeat
Repeat
You can skip a heart
You can skip your heart beat
To know what you want
In the slightest
Jumping out of a cake
With a smile on your face.
You will not be reborn.
Just something solemn
Buried there where I told you a secret
A valuable memory
And you buried it there
Because it meant nothing.
It all seemed so quiet and calm.
Now it's just dark.
At the bottom of this well.
I'm catching pennies now.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
In the park
Cigarette burning on a picnic blanket
Where did it all go
Like some sad rom com
Fated to meet a sad
Yet comical end
We are all intersecting wire
And your glass if half full
Shattered on the floor
Tireless
You are the triumphant
Architecture
That walls haunt the drunk
The devoured
The premiscious
And I am the golden arch
That fell
And was burrows
All those years ago.
Attacked by a brown pigeon
In the park
By an oak
On the day
We met again
For the first time
Where did it all go
Like some sad rom com
Fated to meet a sad
Yet comical end
We are all intersecting wire
And your glass if half full
Shattered on the floor
Tireless
You are the triumphant
Architecture
That walls haunt the drunk
The devoured
The premiscious
And I am the golden arch
That fell
And was burrows
All those years ago.
Attacked by a brown pigeon
In the park
By an oak
On the day
We met again
For the first time
Friday, May 20, 2011
Pray to a button
I touch my lips
And pray to a button.
On the shirt
Of a sleeve
On the floor.
I think to myself
What am i doing wrong
Looking up at a blackened skylight.
And dried up flowers.
Is this patent of sadness
Really all it's made out to be
And am I silly?
Am I unkind?
Am I the fortuitous legend
That always falls behind.
Embarrassed,
Morbid,
And lacking a memory
If when I connected.
I can't go back.
It's all different now
And I don't know where left
Turned right.
But it did.
I'm left without feeling value
I feel like I possess nothing.
But I am not unlike so many others
Who fall to the side
An empty vase,
A flag, a tea cup with a seed.
Then I remember who I am.
And then I know.
And pray to a button.
On the shirt
Of a sleeve
On the floor.
I think to myself
What am i doing wrong
Looking up at a blackened skylight.
And dried up flowers.
Is this patent of sadness
Really all it's made out to be
And am I silly?
Am I unkind?
Am I the fortuitous legend
That always falls behind.
Embarrassed,
Morbid,
And lacking a memory
If when I connected.
I can't go back.
It's all different now
And I don't know where left
Turned right.
But it did.
I'm left without feeling value
I feel like I possess nothing.
But I am not unlike so many others
Who fall to the side
An empty vase,
A flag, a tea cup with a seed.
Then I remember who I am.
And then I know.
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