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5 83%
Voters: 6.
Already Gone

my momma mapped out the road that she knows
which hands you shake,
which hands you hold,
in my hand-me-down Merucry, ready to roll,
she knew that I had to go
and hangout, make lots of noise
and lay out late with a boy,
make the mistakes that she made
'cause she knew all along
I was already gone,
life is a runaway train you can't wait to jump on.

they say that the first time
won't ever last,
but that didn't stop me,
the first time he laughed.
all my friends tried to warn me
the day that we met,
"girl, don't you lose your heart yet."

but his dark eyes dared me with danger
and sparks flied like flames to a paper,
fire in his touch was burning me up
still I held on,
but I was already gone.

the last time I saw him, we packed up my things
and he smiled like the first time he told me his name.
we cried with each other,
we split the blame for the parts that we couldn't change.
pictures, dishes, and socks,
it's our whole life down to one box.
there he was waving goodbye on the front porch alone,
but I was already gone.

Another Winnie the Pooh Story

I thought I'd have something to say, but it never really works that way
so instead I stole your declarations and renamed them change,
took this garbage in my pocket, traded it for something fine
stared at its pretty colours like they could've been something divine
but heaven's meant to be free, alcohol just sickens me til I get too lonely
then nothing makes me feel freer than a bottle and product liability

There's nothing better than a drunken walk in the rain at night,
slipping in the autumn puddles reflecting the last rays of sunlight,
this girl's got a habit for it, looks so fine until you realise
she's torn up the skin under her winter jacket.
The cold's the best excuse to cover up and keep your mouth shut.

She says miss, there's this feeling in my stomach;
it hurts when I eat and cramps when I walk,
think it's a lack of inspiration,
I've spent weeks locked in my room, addicted to procrastination,
drinking alone in the evenings, I'm starting to lose that feeling,
(you know the feeling)

So I'll put a bottle of whiskey in my jacket pocket,
it always makes me throw up,
put on my fur gloves, my scarf,
and walk,
take in all the colours til I find something divine
in these streets I know so well but in which I feel so confined,
remind myself of childhood laughs
in the chippy and the back of class,
swig from the bottle, let myself lose on the town
and end my night face down on the rainy ground

The hangover's a reminder you've forgotten everything you learned,
that it's far too hard to walk past the bar and not to turn,
that meditation classes are on the same night as you're working
and if you don't work you'll never afford another place to live in.

Canadian Bohemian

Race home through the snow
Up to my room where,
We'll turn the lights down low
and keep the cold out
of cracks that fill the walls
follow lines that follow years
down the sides of battered halls,
to my apartment.

We'll fill the silent air
with hollow conversation,
"I'm pretty sure it's safe up here"
or "It's pretty cold this time of year"
but soon enough we know
we'll end up naked.

I'll read you Cohen every night
while you sip your red wine
and I watch for the next fight,
in the third period.
Of another hockey game
part of another Saturday
they all should seem the same
but you make it different.

I'll hold your mitten hand as we skate down at city hall
Waiting to catch you the next time I make you fall.
I'll see inside your smile, there's a true love after all.

Just To See You Smile

you always had an eye for things that glittered
but I was far from being made of gold.
I don't know how but I scraped up the money,
I just never could quite tell you no.

just like when you were leaving Amarillo,
taking that new job in Tennessee,
and I quit mine so we could be together --
I can't forget the way you looked at me.

just to see you smile
I'd do anything that you wanted me to.
when all is said and done
I'd never count the cost,
it's worth all that's lost
just to see you smile.

when you said time was all you really needed
I walked away and let you have your space
'cause leaving didn't hurt me near as badly
as the tears I saw rolling down your face.

and yesterday, I knew just what you wanted
when you came walking up to me with him,
so I told you that I was happy for you
and given the chance, I'd lie again.
I think Green is the best
Vivamus mea Lesbia, atque amemus,
rumoresque senum seueriorum
omnes unius aestimemus assis!