My jukebox turned to rain
the last time I saw your face
my eyes go dead and distant
every time I think about
your sweat mingled with mine
I lose my grip
when I think of you
all the lines I wrote
all the calls I made
and it seemed like
you were barely there
Why did you have to be
so far away
You were shouting at me
to walk the line
you were warning me
of danger up ahead
but I never heard you
and we all know
the rest of the story
we all know you got out of town
and never came back
I will always feel for you there
you, the one with damaging eyes
me, the one who never heard you
you had rock and roll in your lips
I had my memorized lines
and such hopeless dreams
You wanted someone to save you
from the dark and the void
I wasn't the one,
I just made you bleed more
When you left,
they laughed and shook their heads
they never got it,
never understood how life can twist you
and cut you down
until there is nothing left
I wish I was there in that
Nebraska drizzle
when they put you in the ground
when the hopeless lost
one of their own.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
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