Mar 23, 2006 20:06
I keep reading this great poetry by my friend Julie and after I read her latest one, I realized that I was humming something. Then I realized what it was....one of my fave Cheryl Crow songs. I haven't heard it in awhile and now I'd really like to. I think it'll become apparent why I thought of it:
"Anything But Down"
I light your cigarettes
I bring you apples from the vine
How quickly you forget
I run the bath and pour the wine
I bring you everything that floats into your mind
But you don't bring me anything but down
You don't bring me anything but down
You don't bring me anything but down
When you come 'round
You are a raging sea
I pull myself out everyday
I plea insanity
Cause I can't leave but I can't stay
You say, won't you come find me and yes is what I say
You don't bring me anything but down
You don't bring me anything but down
Everything is crashing to the ground
Maybe I'm not your perfect kind
Maybe I'm not what you had in mind
Maybe we're just killing time
You with your silky words
And your eyes of green and blue
You with your steel beliefs
That don't match anything you do
It was so much easier before you became you
You don't bring me anything but down
You don't bring me anything but down
Everything just crashes to the ground
When you come around
When you come around
No more playing seek and hide
No more long and wasted nights
Can't you make it easy on yourself
I know you wish you were strong
You wish you were never wrong
Well, I got some wishes of my own
I wish that I could write my own stuff, and it came out like that or like Julie's or my brother's....ah well....I guess everyone is different, and I can only play to my own strengths.