Jul 24, 2009 00:16
(As yet, Untitled)
I was born an old woman,
Waiting on growing young.
I’ve seen my share of miseries
And hazy days that never knew the sun.
You were just a young boy,
Looking for life’s next thrill,
And you smiled at me like you needed me
Saying you had time to kill.
How many years have I watched you,
Always wearing the same ageless grin?
How many times have you offered me
Your life, your youth, your sin?
But I don’t want to live forever,
Forever searching for something true.
I don’t want to wander aimlessly,
And see my plastic walls unglue.
There’s a passion in letting go,
A fire you never knew.
Don’t offer me forever,
Just let me die next to you.
You’ve walked a long, long way,
Seen warmth and beauty and pain
And after me, you’ll wander still,
Looking for answers in vain.
How many years have I seen you,
Always looking for the brightest glow?
How many times have I begged you
To sleep, to dream, to let go?
I don’t want to live forever,
Forever searching for something true.
I don’t want to wander aimlessly,
And see my plastic walls unglue.
There’s a passion in letting go,
A fire you never knew.
Don’t offer me forever,
Just let me die next to you.
Stasis
I’ve been sitting in this coffee shop
Every single night.
For three long years, I’ve had the same drink
And passed the same street light.
I’m tired of waiting around this town
On something better to come around,
On a new sunrise over the same damn hill.
Maybe I should take my own advice
And stop waiting for someone else’s life,
Pretending I’ve got something to lose and time to kill.
I think it’s time I leave this place;
I wanna try out some new spaces
And give some brand new hopes and dreams a try.
There’s a town up north I know
Where the spring is rained with snow
And their virgin eyes mean I don’t have to lie.
There’s a bag packed beside my door
Holding my cigarettes and a bit of change.
It’s been waiting there these past few months,
For me to walk away from this place.
But I’m scared of leaving behind this town,
What if nothing better can be found?
What if this old sunrise is my only chance?
I know I should take my own advice
And stop waiting on someone else’s life,
But I’m facing a future that I don’t understand.
But I know it’s time I leave this place;
And try out some new spaces
Time to give some brand new hopes and dreams a try.
There’s a town up north I know
Where the spring is rained with snow
And their virgin eyes mean I don’t have to lie.