i saw the gates of my heart last night
filigree gold in the warmest light
and a tiny key in a key shaped lock
on a very long chain like a grandfather clock
and the palest lilac mist puffed out
and the metal glowed warm
and the gates came about
Monday, 8 August 2011
Bite
I burn too bright
My heart, insight
My thoughts, my flame
My love, my light
And by what right
It's quite the fight
My shoulders slight
My sinews tight
To bite at life
With all your might
And more on top
Give all you've got
My heart, insight
My thoughts, my flame
My love, my light
And by what right
It's quite the fight
My shoulders slight
My sinews tight
To bite at life
With all your might
And more on top
Give all you've got
and, for the future? you came on a little strong...
back it up baby
back it up more
now drive that truck off that cliff onto the floor
what's in the truck?
who gives a fuck?
it's a girl with a heart
and a part that won't start
and a head that's in bed
with the tool of a shed
of a man with no plan
and a boyfriend named Stan
while reversing the truck
she keeps getting stuck
it's a nineteen point turn
burn baby burn
hip dippity dip
she can't drive for shit
back it up more
now drive that truck off that cliff onto the floor
what's in the truck?
who gives a fuck?
it's a girl with a heart
and a part that won't start
and a head that's in bed
with the tool of a shed
of a man with no plan
and a boyfriend named Stan
while reversing the truck
she keeps getting stuck
it's a nineteen point turn
burn baby burn
hip dippity dip
she can't drive for shit
bruised, bridling, brave
I'm a pioneer. Damn you from there to here
Take a leap of faith. Give me a nice white clean page
I don't need all that old script from the one who left you in the shit
Your heart is heavy enough in your chest, I ain't going to trolley bag the rest
It's always the women who go before, impossible to balance out the score
I'm getting some wings and a pair of skates and I'll learn to apparate and I'll show up just in time before she really goes to town and preserve your soul in a jar and your heart in a misty shell which I shall hang from my left ear
Take a leap of faith. Give me a nice white clean page
I don't need all that old script from the one who left you in the shit
Your heart is heavy enough in your chest, I ain't going to trolley bag the rest
It's always the women who go before, impossible to balance out the score
I'm getting some wings and a pair of skates and I'll learn to apparate and I'll show up just in time before she really goes to town and preserve your soul in a jar and your heart in a misty shell which I shall hang from my left ear
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