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Friday, August 22, 2008

This is how I feel sometimes....

Well I'll be damned
Here comes your ghost again
But that's not unusual
It's just that the moon is full
And you happened to call
And here I sit
Hand on the telephone
Hearing a voice I'd known
A couple of light years ago
Heading straight for a fall
As I remember your eyes
Were bluer than robin's eggs
My poetry was lousy you said
Where are you calling from?
A booth in the midwest
Ten years agoI bought you some cufflinks
You brought me something
We both know what memories can bring
They bring diamonds and rust

Well you burst on the scene
Already a legend
The unwashed phenomenon
The original vagabond
You strayed into my arms
And there you stayed
Temporarily lost at sea
The Madonna was yours for
the girl on the half-shell
Could keep you unharmed
Now I see you standing
With brown leaves falling around
And snow in your hair
Now you're smiling out the window
Of that crummy hotel
Over Washington Square
Our breath comes out white clouds
Mingles and hangs in the air
Speaking strictly for me
We both could have died then and there
Now you're telling meYou're not nostalgic
Then give me another word for it
You who are so good with words
And at keeping things vague
Because I need some of that vagueness now
It's all come back too clearly
Yes I loved you dearly
And if you're offering me diamonds and rust
I've already paid





The past is so familiar
But that's why you couldn't stay
Too many ghosts, too many haunted dreams
Besides you were built to find your own way
But after all these years, I thought we'd still hold on
But when I reach for you and search your eyes I see you've already gone
That's okay
I'll be fine
I've got myself, I'll heal in time
But when you leave just remember what we had
There's more to life than just you
I may cry but I'll make it through
And I know that the sun will shine again
Though I may think of you now and then

Can't do a thing with ashes
But throw them to the wind
Though this heart may be in pieces now
You know I'll build it up again and
I'll come back stronger than I ever did before
Just don't turn around when you walk out that door
That's okay
I'll be fine
I've got myself, I'll heal in time
But when you leave just remember what we had
There's more to life than just you
I may cry but I'll make it through
And even though our story's at the end
I will still think of you now and then...

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