Saturday, May 28, 2011

Forever Ago

songbirds live to tell their dreams
nothing I can't do that my guitar won't sing
got transfers in my head
lost love
got lost ahead
friends in high (and low) places
and places with strangers for friends and
sing me a song baby,
but make it natural
flow through the youth and their disorders
they mess with my words.
the love of my life is in front of me
but my hands are too cold
(my feet are too)
to say this is bittersweet is a misunderstanding
to say i expected this would mean i'm not crying
sighing
i'm dying inside
it feels like winter is in my mind
(i'm heading home)
but if home is where the heart is
i've been home all along
place a final shot in my head
(like the ones i had in a dominican bed)
more beaches and less lights
and me and my guitar
it's all right
sing away songbird
fly free and sing in
don't let anyone let you know you're less than what you are
you're a star looking down at us in the gutters
stretching spare hands
heart broken like my knees
(falling down is so hard)
i need more drinks
i need to find my mind
(sometimes i just want it all to rewind)
baby teeth won't ever grow
we're a memory carved into stone
lay your feelings into the ground
don't let your tears make a sound

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