haint_blue:
she went over to his apartment clutching her decision
haint_blue:
so she built a skyscraper of procrastination
haint_blue:
and she felt like an actress just reading her lines
haint_blue:
and far below was the blacktop and the tiny toy cars
haint_blue:
and she said you are a miracle but that is not all
haint_blue:
you are a party and i am a school night
haint_blue:
what of the mother whose house is in flames and both of her children are in their beds crying
haint_blue:
she's choking on the smoke of unthinkable choices she is haunted by the voices of so many desires
haint_blue:
but then what kind of scale compares the weight of two beauties the gravity of duties or the ground speed of joy
haint_blue:
and you'll never know, dear just how much i loved you - you probably think this was just my big excuse
haint_blue:
so i - i'm goin' home to please the one i so love pleasing
haint_blue:
but i guess that this is the price that we pay for the privilege of living for even a day