I stood up for the first time when I was just eleven months old. And ever since that day mama said I never done what I was told. I never stood for nothing too much all through my schooling years.
You were dreaming on a park bench. 'Bout a broad highway somewhere. When the music from the carillon. Seemed to hurl your heart out there. . Past the scientific darkness.
From my humble point of view. She don't love nobody. Nothing borrowed nothing new. She don't love nobody. . Behind the green eyes I detect. She don't love nobody.
It can't be right what I'm reading here. No one believes in all this stuff no more. Our ideas don't see eye to eye. You get your press with a pocketfull of lies.
My attic is so full of life. Why wont they come and play with me?. Backyard. Tree Fort.. Want to let them in.. But they're not my friends. Sometimes the ash grey mask will suit me fine.
You answer questions like a natural disaster. Voices in the wind you let'em call me out. The whole foundation just went flying past here. I put my heart into it and you just yank it out.
I didn't say we wouldn't hurt anymore. That's how you learn you just get burned. We don't have to feel like dirt anymore. Though love's not learned baby it's our turn.