Soldier
I've been on a foolish hunt for the gold at the end of an rainbow. Well that gold is shining but it's running sweetheart. you can get to the door, but if a woman answers and looks at you like, what the hell why are you at my house asking for a boy. And your babies in the car sleeping, and you should be at home cooking but you are out running as fast as you can for a fantasy. A kind of ironic idea that something you say is gone, has Never left and will NEVER leave. He asked you if you have dreams of him, you shake your head but you had one last night It's always uncomfortable betrayal, unthinkable denial in his leniency in consideration of your feelings. Why can't they be significant. He's like a bird always lifted by the wind and never turns his head. Well what If i can see you on the horizon ad I'm crying, you wouldn't drop a thought my direction. And with this I should have the pride to turn again, but now that your scents in the wind, I'm a hound and I'm trailing .
I might have lashed out at a spineless lady whom maybe I envied the simplicity of their friendship Why do we have to get addicted and then so conflicted when our blood starts to boil with excitement, it happens every time. And he's just a boy squirming in his chair at a pretty girl. Who can frown at that but then again who would take that home? I've settled, and it should be settled. BUt I am beaming with sweat on my inquisitive brow. I have to see the look on his face when I come about. Every time you've pushed me away, it's only the time I allow in between that gets away. But Honey you won't ever escape me. For I know you're hiding from our chemistry, but the ocean can't hide from the moon. or this whole place would flood and the bones in the mud would rise and their spirits would moan " let the tide pull, let the docks rattle, our reflections are dull but our pride always tattled even from six feet deep"
I might have lashed out at a spineless lady whom maybe I envied the simplicity of their friendship Why do we have to get addicted and then so conflicted when our blood starts to boil with excitement, it happens every time. And he's just a boy squirming in his chair at a pretty girl. Who can frown at that but then again who would take that home? I've settled, and it should be settled. BUt I am beaming with sweat on my inquisitive brow. I have to see the look on his face when I come about. Every time you've pushed me away, it's only the time I allow in between that gets away. But Honey you won't ever escape me. For I know you're hiding from our chemistry, but the ocean can't hide from the moon. or this whole place would flood and the bones in the mud would rise and their spirits would moan " let the tide pull, let the docks rattle, our reflections are dull but our pride always tattled even from six feet deep"