caught a bird watching me from its cage
strange look in its eye
caught a baby staring at me wide eyed
how would I ever fathom that?
caught myself scowling at nothing in particular
no psychoanalysis required
it must be my teeth
my hair, my nose
my mind
definately not my shoes
look back
that wasn't me
just lines in my head
"it was just some jesus looking for a manger?"
Cohen's in a cocoon
"it ain't me babe, it ain't me your looking for.."
damned right Dylan
lets all eat popcorn instead.
Cause you can't jump the track
We're like cars on a cable and life's like an hourglass glued to the table,
No one can find the rewind button girl
So cradle your head in your hands.
And breathe, just breathe, ooh breathe just breathe
May he turned 21 on the base of Fort Bliss
"Just a day" he said down to the flask in his fist
Ain't been sober since maybe October of last year
Here in town you can tell he's been down for while
But my God it's so beautiful when the boy smiles
Wanna hold him, maybe I'll just sing about it
2Am and I'm still awake writing a song
If I get it all down on paper it's no longer inside of me threaten' the life it belongs to.
Breathe 2am...Anna Nalick
7 comments:
another of those spot-on, sing-along verses. :)
dude.....you just keep it coming dont ya? just logged in after a long time....so jus ctaching up and saying hello....
this reads like - what's the word? - spontaneous. i just picture synapses popping madly, and then we eat all the popcorn.
okay, so them's your feet, where is the rest of you?
Love the song, love this.
For some reason it makes me want to dance all alone...
Totally understand and love the last two lines. Especially the last one.
Interesting picture, by the way. I do that all the time too. Take pictures of my and people's feet. And no, "I aint got no foot fetish." :p
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