Dizzy, drunk and throwing up I finally stopped my spinning I guess I figured you'd show up With all my old belongings Saying "there you go my friend I'm sure you've saved another" Collapsing walls around me I need some brick and mortar
Took a swing at shortened cuts Made a wrong turn somewhere Unprepared for fucking up Should remind me I'm still there And I am feeling sharpened splinters Cutting through my center To hear you as you're coming around again
You've taken pages from a book You couldn't see your face in Claimed the author was a crook In need of illustration And you were begging me for more Did you get what you wanted? The feeling in your fingers Right back from where you started?
You made a map of how you loved And drew a perfect circle I scribbled a Venn diagram Guess I lost my stable hand And I am feeling long cold winters I'm lost and can't remember The ways to keep myself as warm as then
I owned your name, your body shape It sits like family, a grateful offering reflected on the lake New slight of hand will trick my memory A veil on everything The paths that you could take
You said you see life in exploding color Like the flash of stars Or New England autumn I should've asked if you could stay I should've found a way around it Because now all I see is grey All trapped in memories that surround it
And in your father's summer home He squared and framed the question Collage of newsprint on the wall Makes me feel cut in sections And I am shaking off my chagrin Flaking snow and dead skin That buried me in all my past mistakesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
