Friday, September 5, 2008

Freedom brings inspiration...

I wrote this...from the very depths of my heart. It felt amazing. I feel like I can breathe again, I feel like I am in a better place. Life is still complicated and I'm still easy to hurt, but I have things to fall back on again. I have inspiration welling out of my fingertips - literally sometimes. I wrote this in Renaissance lit when I was supposed to be paying attention to yet another lecture on Henry VIII and his wives. been there done that!


Everything was all ready to resist
But when it comes to ready
Does anyone ever expect it like this?
Who is the predator, who is the prey?
Still trying to justify my heart beating this way
The sum of your words equals heartbreak
Eyes like magnets, I can’t look away
Multiplied by the stares you don’t see
Divided by your ignorance of me
Split by indecision to start
The way I fall, I’ve got a dangerous heart
Wanting makes it worth the fight
We’ll sing a song that keeps us up all night
Making the music that life’s all about
How the song ends is what we’ll find out
I’ll write the words if you make the rhyme
Beats in between us, counting nothing but time
Give up, give in, there’s so much to do
Let me sing a piece of myself into you
Too quickly we’ve come to the end of our music
I find I’m just a piano to someone that knows how to use it
I’ll keep letting you play my heart with a string
Happy to be another feather in your wing
I’ll keep singing, hoping you’ll reply
Our duet was too perfect to let the last note die