i’ve been reading all the signs on the wall i’ve been staring at the stars in the sky i’ve been wondering if this road leads anywhere at all if it ended in demise, i would not be surprised but that doesn’t mean i’m not willing to fight i’m calling all the strength in me i need to survive there’s a fire in me i just need to ignite i’ve been fumbling in the dark, looking for a spark of light it’s in the sunrise, It’s in the sunset it’s in the thrill of the unknown every heartache, every mistake it’s in our blood, it’s in our bones every sand of desert, every strand of hair the magic’s there hanging in the balance of the valleys and peaks if you listen, magic speaks Oya, Oya, the magic’s in me Oya, Oya, the magic’s in me Oya, Oya, the magic’s in me Oya, Oya you’ve been telling me bout star-crossed love you’ve been selling me on shakespeare i've been wondering if love alone will ever be enough cause i know there’s so much more at stake here but that doesn’t mean i’m not willing to try i’m calling on the strength in me just to look in those eyes there’s a fire in me, i just need to ignite i had such a heavy heart, i’m trying to do my part to make it light don't you see, don't you see, don't you see
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i've had enough of you i've had enough of you i sure wish your mouth came with some glue cause i've had enough of you it's not what you say but the way that you state it it's not what you serve up but the way that you plate it i'm already fed up 'fore i see the menu yes i've had enough of you you're like a book i can't read you're like a book i can't read the day i put you down was the day i was freed yeah you're like a book i can't read each word so much worse than the last i curse every page and skim past all this stuff, it's just fluff, a marshmallow stampede yeah you're like a book i can't read i concur with your scorn for my cynical ways it's a lazy and boring disguise but the soapbox you stand on takes up too much space and it's taking a toll on the roll on my eyes when that idiot wind starts to blow when that idiot wind starts to blow i always take it as my cue to go when that idiot wind starts to blow i don't like to watch when the emperor streaks or the way that the breath of a bragging man reeks i'm covering my eyes i'm plugging my nose when that idiot wind starts to blow yeah, i always take it as my cue to go when that idiot wind starts to blow i clicked the link that said add one to the basket i didn’t think i’d be this young shopping for a casket the whole thing was pink with pretty little flowers to match it we watched it sink deep down in the grave that we paid for to stash it in a way, the day she died, i did a little too i’d have to say it was the day pink turned blue when she was alive i’d get lost on a dime, broke down like a car i tried to drive away so many times but never got too far now i believe she’s giving me signs, i see ‘em in the stars even though grief made me blind now i see her fine, she’s on my radar in a way, she gave me the map, the key, and the gasoline i’d have to say she’s paving the way for red to turn green she is dried out like the desert she is famished, all but vanished by design and her hide out is her cactus heart her own hand grenade, a barricade of spines the sands of time repeating she’s seen suffering before her future takes a beating for some man, some god, some war she is minding her own business steadfastly building castles of sand when she is blinded by a raging son who demolishes and calls it all his land those poor holy rolling soldiers’ plights they can’t live without their virgins and whores to lift their strengths and spirits to fight for some man, some god, some war we are sucking out the venom of poisonous scorpions and snakes we are bucking this ecosystem til our mother’s deserts are our daughter’s lakes oh, wondrous, thunderous women together too loud to ignore no more curtsies at the mercy of some man, some God, some war |
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