About one of those heart breaker girls that go on and change. |
She She's the color of a warm summer night Around 3 am when all is dark She moves under shadows of night Because birds of a feather, well you know it right? But she has lips like roses Which remind me of welding irons And opening the mouth, all I hear is sirens Because its an alarm for pain coming my way With hair like rows of oak With people lynched from the sides And eye's the color of the tide In the dirty mud river behind my house And even in rain, you can't wash away the stains And even in rain, you can't take away the pain, you bring Ain't no happy tune I'm gonna sing To make me forget all that's been done Ain't no happy tale, to make the sun rise But I'll hum a low rumble within 16 bars While I pace at night beneath mother nature's stars Because she made you the way you should be She makes me see the old you, she makes me see The oak and stars and roses, in a wonderful world of ether Where everything went right, when you and me fit together But as time went on those lips spat fire and trees lost leaves The tide filled with gunk, and your colors sunk to a deep dark shade Well she made you the way you were meant to be Act like you want, go ahead and change, but it ain't up to me I'll be beneath the stars, waiting, watching, I guess we'll see. |