Oct 23, 2006 20:34
*Can't you see, if I could be anything...
Have you ever wanted something so much, your body felt physically ill because of it?
I have... hell, I do.
*You told me not to follow you, Sunday night when I cleaned the house
I find the card where you wrote it out with the pictures of your mother.
What a crazy situation. Stomach acid churning, makes you think that maybe you won't be holding down lunch.
Or perhaps that incontrollable anger of a child. Hot burning hatred? Homicidal thoughts? Maybe.
...
*On the floor at the great divide, with my shirt tucked in and my shoes untied: I am crying in the bathroom
Maybe.
*Kiss me I'm drunk, don't worry it's true.
*All the glory that the Lord has made
And the complications when I see His face
In the morning in the window
Oh the glory when He took our place
But He took my shoulders, and He shook my face
And He takes and He takes and He takes
(* indicates song lyrics)