Sunday March 7, 2004

I guess I wasn’t the best one to ask
Me myself with my face pressed up against love’s glass
To see the shiny toy I’ve been hoping for
The one I never could afford
The wide world spins and spits turmoil and the nations toil for peace
The pause of fear upon her chest
Only love can sooth that beast
And my words are paper tigers
No match for the predator of pain inside her

I said love will come to you
Hoping just because I spoke the words that they’re true
If I offered up a crystal ball to look through
Where there’s now one there will be two

Dodging your memories a field of knives
I’m always on the outside looking in on others’ lives

And I wish her insight to battle love’s blindness
Strength from the milk of human kindness
Safe place for all the pieces that scatter
Learn to pretend there’s more than love that matters.


Learn to pretend…

Comments 1

  1. Prismakaos wrote:

    stupid school.

    Posted 07 Mar 2004 at 20:18

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