Monday, January 05, 2004

She said

as she looked at her face and frowned

How much will it change when I'm in the ground?

She said

More I think about it

makes my skin crawl

Come here

Hold my hand

As I watch the clock on the wall

Oh, this flesh

Once of desire

Shrouds the cold embers of my fire

Every season has its turn

Take back my time and let it burn

She said

I'm gonna cut a hole

and built a door

And leave this room for ever more

I'm cutting a hole is what I said

Is it me or just in my head?

To me

All the movements Planets and Stars make

conspire to crumble and devastate

all the dreams and plans for you that

I've made

Your hand slips away from me

and you fade

Caught in a tide of trauma we've saved

in the baggage we carried on

She said

I'm gonna cut a hole

and see it grow

Try and hold my hand

As I go

You may laugh

or you may sit and cry

It looks like the fallen

were trying to fly

So I'm cutting a hole

for a door and I'm leaving

this place for ever more

I would stay

If there was something here

worth staying for

To me

All the movements Planets and Stars make

conspire to crumble and devastate

all the dreams and plans for you that

I've made

Your hand slips away from me

and you fade