Never seen a bitter light so piercing
Tasting every poison word
I wonder whose voice is talking
You damn me to extorted silence
So very well rehearsed
Little girl lifes not so simple
Kisses don't make everything better
Little girl you've said a mouthful
But sometimes listening is better
Walking on water so dark its choking
Pierced by every sharpened word
Justified in your pain and anger
I know my sins are obvious
At least I own each chapter and verse
Little girl walk a decade in my shoes
Feel my bloodied and wounded feet
Sorry I didn't have time for dancing
I was slaving with mouths to feed
Love's labour taken from me
Demanded as her right
Stole the pleasure of every act
Each victory a struggle
Still I soldiered on in silence
Little girl...I'm sorry your hurting
I'm sorry that I'm the source of all your pain
I'm sorry I strayed to another
I felt so wounded... I couldn't bear it again
Little girl I wish I could easily explain...
But then you'd have to see things clearly
My sixteen years of searing pain
Like you said... sorry doesn't make every wound better
Little girl I'll say it once again
I'm sorry... I'll do my best to fix things
But it won't go back together the same again
I'm ok with being the target
I'm the one who changed the game
I'm sorry... I'll do my best to fix things
But it won't ever be the same again
Little girl... your heros fallen
His faced is bloodied and so's his name
Little girl... hopefully one day you'll forgive him
And bring him back from the dead in your heart again
Friday, June 22, 2007
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