Written 2009-ish...
Tonight I write the saddest lines about myself I fear that this will be the last song I pen I worry that tomorrow'll come and leave me far behind And this is the last song that I write. Tonight I cry the driest tears I've ever seen Feel the feathery soft caress of a ghost coming back to haunt me My head has spun so long that I fear it will fall to the ground And you'll see that I've been dead all along. Chorus: So tell me How can you wait forever? For something that may never come? Why do you say "together" Like it's something that we've both done? How can you pray for an answer To a question you've yet to ask? You tell me you see forever But you've gone and turned your back on me How can you get your pleasure from my pain? It's time to cease this demon's game. Tonight I dare to speak my every dream to silence I open up my shadows and race against Father Time Moments of my memories crawl into mortal life As tears course like rivers, there's nowhere left to hide. Tonight I pour my every drop of blood on this paper Allowing my presence to be known for just one night Beyond all of your laws, outside the realm of suspicion With demons chasing and aching cries of the innocent. Chorus Tonight my body weeps for another time The pulse of my life rushing with fear, pounding, frantic I have forgotten what I started fighting for The frailties of human emotion forevermore. The devil in blue jeans Nothing is what it seems The devil in blue jeans How can you get your pleasure from my pain? It's time to cease this demon's game. (Music Interlude) Tonight I write the saddest line about myself I fear that this will be the last song I am able to pen I worry that tomorrow'll come and leave me far behind And this is the last song that I write. Tonight I cry the driest tears I've ever seen Feel the feathery soft caress of a ghost coming back to hunt me My head has spun so long that I fear it will fall to the ground And you shall see that i've been dead all along. (The devil in blue jeans) Yes, you shall see that I've been dead all along.
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Julie WestphalAuthor, Poet, Dreamer Archives
February 2024
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