you left me ever so sweetly
feeling appreciated but unwanted
carefully you sent me freely
into a world kind but haunted
I complained the whole time
I gave every sign, I wanted to be let go
Angelica, you cut me with candy canes
and you shushed me through window panes
you brushed me off like sand
so sweet for the weekend
but weekdays are for a firmer land
an answer you tried to pretend
I complained the whole time
I thought I was so much better than this
Angelica, you cut me with candy canes
and you shushed me through window panes
Angelica, you bruised me with vitamins
as you knocked me down to my shins
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Sarah2
Trapped In Fear
Shelter from hostility
Afraid of inadequacy
Marred by mediocrity
All but my potential will disappear
Cause you like me
But you don't want me
And I need you
But I can't have you
That’s not enough to stay
We can't finish what we didn't start
We can't because we don't have the heart
Cause you like me
But you don't want me
And I need you
But I can't have you
That’s not enough to stay
We can't finish what we didn't start
We can't because we don't have the heart
We pretend there’s passion in our cries
But there’s only venom in our eyes
Was it ever real
We could taste it
But we could never feel?
Byte your tongue and have a fit
Wrap it up in cellophane
It keeps the rot away
We can't finish what we didn't start
We can't because we don't have the heart
We pretend there’s passion in our cries
But there’s only venom in our eyes
Shelter from hostility
Afraid of inadequacy
Marred by mediocrity
All but my potential will disappear
Cause you like me
But you don't want me
And I need you
But I can't have you
That’s not enough to stay
We can't finish what we didn't start
We can't because we don't have the heart
Cause you like me
But you don't want me
And I need you
But I can't have you
That’s not enough to stay
We can't finish what we didn't start
We can't because we don't have the heart
We pretend there’s passion in our cries
But there’s only venom in our eyes
Was it ever real
We could taste it
But we could never feel?
Byte your tongue and have a fit
Wrap it up in cellophane
It keeps the rot away
We can't finish what we didn't start
We can't because we don't have the heart
We pretend there’s passion in our cries
But there’s only venom in our eyes
Rebeca
I've been trying to find your face
in the leaves of the trees and foot prints in the mud
There is a sea of faces all around
but there is only one smile in whom I find grace
and it's you, but you're not here
Rebeca I can't wait for you
I'm sure you live in a million voices
in the sopranos of sweet siren call's and magnum opi
With nothing but beauty before me
you'd think I would be content in my place
but I'm not, because you're not here
Rebeca I can't wait for you
I'll set my feet in motion
to find a place and a face
where my weary soul can rest
in the leaves of the trees and foot prints in the mud
There is a sea of faces all around
but there is only one smile in whom I find grace
and it's you, but you're not here
Rebeca I can't wait for you
I'm sure you live in a million voices
in the sopranos of sweet siren call's and magnum opi
With nothing but beauty before me
you'd think I would be content in my place
but I'm not, because you're not here
Rebeca I can't wait for you
I'll set my feet in motion
to find a place and a face
where my weary soul can rest
Sarah
I wanted, to end it all
but then you found me
I was feeling so very small
but your words lift me sweetly
I'm coffee, bitter and strong
you are my cream, sing along
I need you more than you need me
I belived, in a phoenix's dream
squandared on the rocks
loosing my voice with each scream
but your presence turns my clocks
I'm tinder, brittle and dry
you're my match, here is the cry
I need you more than you need me
but then you found me
I was feeling so very small
but your words lift me sweetly
I'm coffee, bitter and strong
you are my cream, sing along
I need you more than you need me
I belived, in a phoenix's dream
squandared on the rocks
loosing my voice with each scream
but your presence turns my clocks
I'm tinder, brittle and dry
you're my match, here is the cry
I need you more than you need me
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