Monday, 25 February 2008

Cry Baby



It's hard to think that we'd forget,
but harder still is writing songs about it
We never felt so bad and yet
th therapist is bent on getting us to pout about it.
for all eternity
left out of maternity
wearing funny clothes
feelin bad out my nose!

No one else could really care
about the heartache in my hair
how one word could scar a life
silent strife,a cross to bear
knowing it would come around
I forgave but it's still there

The only thing that mattered
the only thing we knew
was that our hearts were shattered
and still our bodies grew
and we were grown up,
the bag is filled to bursting

fed up
hungry and still thirsting
let down
turn around
see the mess we're in
carrying this bitterness
was something of a sin
what to do,
just walk away
or kick it to the curb
sort through stinkin garbage
jagged memories to disturb

A typical reaction
to our pain is to forget
to push it down and numb it out
something I regret
well somedays I can laugh about it
somedays wanna to keel
God above, if you are Love
melt this heart of steel
I've had enough of carrying
this burden on my back
jumping off the boxcar
throwing down this sack

if it's true that you are God
and in you there's no lack
wash away the dirt
and get this monkey off my back

sick of all the drama
tired of being shy
holding back, the pressure builds
The dam bursts
and
I cry...

and You say~

Tell Me.
Tell me what you think about Me~
Let Me
let Me tell you what I think about you~
Loved you
Loved you from the start of all creation
had you set apart for our relation~
Wanted you to need me
though I'm not the needy type
trying to be heard above the noise
and all the hype
now you're finally listening
Just know that you are mine
This is what you're made for
and it is not a pick-up line

I've got your back, you're covered now,
forgiven and set free
Nothing separates our Love,
and that's enough for me.

You're enough for me.
Cry baby.

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