Thursday, February 12, 2009

It's the way he looks at me, that says this isn't over.
From the outside looking in, you see there's nothing sacred here.
Nothing sacred.

You can bend, but you can't break.

For the reasons out of my control, I try to make it roll like a dice away.
I say that I'm all empowered here.
This is obviously not clear enough to you.

You can bend, but you can't break.

Hey little girl keep dancing
Hey little girl keep dancing alone
'Cause there's not enough time in your day to keep you here.

The soldier's daughter
Did your daddy
Did your daddy hurt you?
Did he make you feel bad?
Did he poison your views with the water he was raised on?

Oh your father's son says hang on
Hang on

Hey little girl keep dancing.
Hey little girl keep dancing alone
'Cause there's not enough time in your life to stay here.

So over the hills he'd climb, just to see me there in time.
Just to watch the sun shine through my dress.

~ Tonic.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

how are you?

so what is this poem about?

Anonymous said...

HAHAHAHHA i just read your up side column on the left: the ex is way too ex to ask

HAHA
now what does THAT mean ah??