breadcrumbs
passionfruit
little bird
drowning
rainbow
lost in you
clean
be
blue blood
god
mangled
a wreath
perhaps...
is somebody
keeping score?
drunk
my
awakening
the
eye of the beholder
of
blood and water (song of the twice born)
...ion
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she grits her teeth at the sound
of his heavy steps on the floor
every morning she feigns sleep
until she hears him slam the car door
she watches the dishes pile high in the sink
silently takes another sip of her drink
she can't connect the lines in her head
her life's hanging loose on a limp piece of thread
she picks at a stitch
the first stitch to unravel
her blanket of dreams knitted in sorrows
and the dullness inside that just grows and grows
she's fading in subtle ways
she's falling into a nothing haze
but soon she'll take to flying
yeah, that's what she'll do
pretty soon she'll take to flying
lover your smile used to light up my life
now i'm constantly walking the edge of a knife
you used to laugh at my fiery wit
now nothing i say moves you a bit
you played me Bach on your guitar
said i was the wish you made on every star
back then i was your princess muse
now all i got is the blistery blues
she's fading in subtle ways
she's falling into a nothing haze
but soon she'll take to running
yeah, that's what she'll do
pretty soon she'll take to running
you turned her into a nag
got her thinking she was a drag
she finds warmth in the arms of any man
her husband doesn't touch her... maybe 'cause he can
someday somebody's gonna say just the right word
and man, you won't recognise that there dying bird
'cause I know she's still alive deep down
and she just doesn't belong in such a small town
she's faded in subtle ways
she's fallen into a nothing haze
but soon she'll take to flying
yeah, when she's through with the abuse from you
that pretty bird will just take to flying.
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