Friday 23 March 2007

a line of wild ivy

I'm gonna tell a secret
and of course it's all a lie
I know your gonna keep it
'cuz no one else cares why
I'd never believed
weeda lasted this long
without hearin' back from you
but time has passed us by my friend
so we know it isn't true.

Well we potted wild ivy
and left it sittin' out
the roots we hardly watered
but inspite of years of draught
it climbed up on my outer wall
and once over the sill
the ivy grew into my heart
and it's growin' wild still.

Now don't be making promises
I'd prefer to keep it low
We never would say never
and no one will ever know that
I'd never believed
weeda lasted this long
without hearin' back from you
though time has passed us by my friend
so we know it isn't true.

Clipping back the foliage
that's crowding out my brain
the roots embedded deeply
are really quite a pain
these leaves obscure my sunshine
and cloud my vison too
to think our lives could pass us by
without a word from you.

Well I'm not one to keep in touch
like some social butterfly
I tend to take it day to day
my plans made on the fly
I let the wild ivy in
cuz it's my favorite vine
low maintanance and oxegen
means we'll be just fine.

I'd never believed
weeda lasted this long
without hearin' back from you
but time has passed us by my friend
so we know it isn't true.

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