Here is our youth
Settling into old bones and our wisdom is sinking into the crevaces of the creases that we dont have yet, only wish we did.
Feel that age sinking in
With every draw of smoke and pill popped
I'm still listening to Brand New, I never liked them but closed my eyes and lulled away to them so that we fell asleep to the same notes
I stopped feeding that impulse though
Return me to pawn, just like a chess board
Maybe I'll stop getting played if I'm
Surrounded by knights and queens.
Maybe I'll stop getting walked on if I'm made of brick and not dirt
Like the path that surrounded the lake we walked around.
Maybe you'll stop hurting me if I become the nurse who fixes you when your hearts broken
Oh my young dear your heart can spring back, maybe not, you've got a few years on us
That will teach you to mess with girls like us
We bend and never break and we'll move onto the next music making youth filled charismatic boy
While youll stay stuck on us and chistle us into eternal concrete of a song
But you're the one who begged for material
Friday, December 4, 2009
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