It's A Long Time Blues 1/6/98
We been over it again and again
Throw the screen up--Argue and defend
You cannot see
What you do to me
Though I die in plain sight
Your eyes are shuttered tight
If I leave what will memories be?
So I score you with pain
Because love can’t find the mark
I have to struggle and strain
Against the shallow remark
Against the disappointment in the dark
I said "it hurts me"
You said "it’s just the way I am"
And if that’s true
Then there are things you've got to do
That I can’t live through.
How I hope you’ll find the floor
Before I find the door
Because the walking is the lonely part of love
So Lord knows, here am I
With scars like bars between me and the sky
My wings are broken
I’m spilled and chokin’
I’m yielding ground when we don’t see eye to eye
I just shrug and eat the lie
There is a resting place
Where I can sit like a child
There is a waiting place
Where I can hope like a child
And if separate is the way it has to be
Then I'll wait alone, and make my plea
And if it takes dying to set me free
I won’t resist it when it stands for me
All I want is one--
Friend and lover
A steady run
A certain cover
Someone to admire
Should I have waited
For that chariot of fire?
So, Ancient Lover, here am I
When will you lift me to the sky?
My wings are broken
Heart all spilled and spoken
I’m losing ground and can’t say why
Come and get me
Don’t forget me, No, then
Be my aye
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