I've been winding. Down the same road for days. I've seen the coastline. Going both ways. Some days are perfect. And some simply could not get worse. Some days it's all worth it.
Oh. . What if I wanna be the one who. Never looks like anybody?. What if I wanna be the one who. Goes her own way?. . Would you still believe in someone like me?.
Let the bough break, let it come down crashing. Let the sun fade out to a dark sky. I can't say I'd even notice it was absent. Cause I could live by the light in your eyes.
Go ahead. Throw your rocks at me. From your little glass house. And then take off running. You're no better than me. We've both made mistakes intentionally.
I miss the days my mind would just rest quiet. My imagination hadn't turned on me yet. I used to let my words wax poetic. But it melted a puddle at my feet now.
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.
When are you gonna come down?. When are you going to land?. I should have stayed on the farm. I should have listened to my old man. You know you can't hold me forever.
Something always brings me back to you. It never takes too long. No matter what I say or do. I still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone. . You hold me without touch.
Goodbye. Should be saying that to you by now, shouldn't I?. Laying down a law that I live by. Well, maybe next time. . I've got a thick tongue. Brimming with the words that go unsung.
Look how you're standing there. There with your hands out. Standing next to the road that goes up. Running your mouth about how you're gonna wait for the one that comes down.
Cinderella's on her bedroom floor. She's got a crush on the guy at the liquor store. 'Cause Mr. Charming don't come home anymore. And she forgets why she came here.
Today's a day like any other. But I am changed. I am a mother. Oh in an instant. And who I was has disappeared. It doesn't matter, now you're here. So innocent.
Door number two. It's for you, little lady. Is it all that you dreamed of?. Oh, if I knew, what'd been there waiting. I'd have screamed out and jumped up.
Are you ready? ha. It's time for me to take it. I'm the boss right now. Not gonna fake it. . Not when you go down. Cause this is my game. And you better come to play.
I could use another cigarette. But don't worry daddy, I'm not addicted yet. One too many drinks tonight and I miss you. Like you were mine. . All your stormy words have barely broken.
The afternoon has settled long and heavy on my shoulders. The winter's light feels different on my skin. It doesn't seem to strike as far below the surface so.
There's a harvest each saturday night. At the bars filled with perfume and hitching a ride. A place you can stand for one night and get gone. It's clear this conversation ain't' doing a thing.
It's a really old city. Stuck between the dead and the living. So I thought to myself, sitting on a graveyard shelf. As the echo of heartbeats, from the ground below my feet.
Come in close now it's time to tell the story. Long ago, and so many years before we. Ever were, ever dreamed we even could be. There was her and her very first heartbeat.
Hmmmm.... Car is parked, bags are packed. But what kind of heart doesn't look back. At the comfortable glow from the porch. . The one I will still call yours?.