Monday, February 15, 2010

OPAL

when i was younger
i saw my daddy cried
and cursed at the wind,
he broke his own heart
and i watched as he tried to reassemble it.

And my momma swore that
She would never let herself forget
And that was the day that
I promised I'd never sing of love
If it does not exist


but ,pumpkin,you're the only exception
Thinking about you was the same
as the hole you keep on feeling with your tongue
after you lose a tooth.
Time after time, my mind kept
on going to that empty spot.
The spot where I felt like you should be.
Ooh, here, here!

i ever imagined that
you liked to plant things,
you had a talent for it.
you could stick a tire
in the ground and grow a car.

i wondered,
you knew all the constellations.
Every planet
in the nighttime sky.
And you could name 'em,
you know?
Point 'em out.
you never got tired
of looking up at 'em.

*
thanks to PARAMORE-The Only Exception...for the ecstasy....*

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