Kamis, 10 Oktober 2013

Unspoken Truth

Time to tell me the truth to burden your mouth for what you say. No pieces of paper in the way cause i can't continue pretending to choose. These opposite sides on which we fall, the loving you laters if at all no right minds could wrong be this many times.

My memory is cruel, I'm queen of attention to details defending intentions if he fails. Until now, he told me her name. It sounded familiar in a way I could have sworn i'd heard him say it ten thousand times. If only I had been listening... Leave unsaid unspoken, eyes wide shut unopened. You and me, always between the lines.

I thought I was ready to bleed that we'd move from the shadows on the wall and stand in the center of it all. Too late two choices to stay or to leave. Mine was so easy to uncover, he'd already left with the other. So i've learned to listen through silence.

I tell myself all the words he surely meant to say. I'll talk until the conversation doesn't stay on. Wait for me I'm almost ready when he meant let go.

Let go?

I never meant to be the one to let you down. If anything, I thought I saw myself going first I didn't know how to stick around. How to see anybody but me be getting hurt. I keep remembering that night and the conversation breaking up the mood. I didn't want to tell you, you were right like the season changing. Yes I felt it too.

Does anybody know how to hold my heart? How to told my heart? 'cause I don't want to let go... Let go too soon. I want to tell you so before the sun goes dark, how to hold my heart 'cause I don't want to let go of you.

I'm not the kind to try to tell you lies but the truth is you've been hiding from it too. I see the end sneaking in behind your eyes saying everything no words could ever do.

Is anybody listening? 'cause I'm crying. But who will care?

Minggu, 06 Oktober 2013

Woman Thoughts

In the heat of the fight I walked away ignoring words that you were saying trying to make me stay. I said, 'This time I've had enough" and you've called a hundred times but I'm not picking up cause I'm so mad I might tell you that it's over.

But if you look a little closer I said, "Leave," but all I really want is you to stand outside my window throwing pebbles screaming, "I'm in love with you". Wait there in the pouring rain, come back for more and don't you leave cause I know all I need is on the other side of the door.

Me and my stupid pride are sitting here alone; Going through the photographs, staring at the phone. I keep going back over things we both said and I remember the slamming door and all the things that I misread. So babe if you know everything, tell me why you couldn't see when I left I wanted you to chase after me.

With your face and the beautiful eyes and the conversation with the little white lies and the faded picture of a beautiful night, you carry me from your motorcycle to the stairs and I broke down crying, was she worth this mess? After everything and that little black dress. After everything I must confess, I need you.

Sabtu, 21 September 2013

Just like Merry

If you ain't got two kids by 21, you're probably gonna die alone at least that's what tradition told you. And it don't matter if you don't believe, come Sunday morning you best be there in the front row, like you're suposed to.

Same hurt in every heart. Same trailer, different park.

Mamas hooked on Mary Kay. Brothers hooked on Mary Jane. And Daddy's hooked on Mary two doors down. Mary Mary quite contrary, we get bored so we get married and just like dust we settle in this town. On this broken merry go 'round and 'round and 'round we go, where it stops nobody knows... And it ain't slowin' down, this merry go 'round...

We think the first time's good enough so we hold on to high school love, say we won't end up like our parents. Tiny little boxes in a row ain't what you want it's what you know just happy in the shoes you're wearin'.

Same checks we're always cashin' to buy a little more distraction.

Jack and Jill went up the hill. Jack burned out on booze and pills, and Mary had a little lamb. Mary just don't give a damn no more.

sweet home away from home

Who needs a house up on a hill when you can have one on four wheels and take it anywhere the wind might blow? You don't ever have to mow the yard just hang a map and throw a dart and pray to God the engine starts and go.

Water and electric and a place to drain the septic. Any KOA is A-OK as long as I'm with you. So come on hitch your wagon to the living room I'm draggin'. If I can't bring you to my house I'll bring my house to you.

Parking lots and county lines and counting mile marker signs where the buffalo and antelope roam. Greetings from waterfall, one more postcard for the wall off in our own sweet home away from home.

In Sumatra, in Java, in Kalimantan and away we go to Malaysia and Brunei. No, we won't stop 'til we've seen 'em all. So what else could you ask for? You don't even need a passport to see the whole world from our living room.

It don't matter where we go, we'll never be alone anywhere beside you is a place that I'll call home.