When that fat lady sings
Posted: June 29th, 2006, 7:05 pm
There are no friends no friends on line there are no
There are no friends no friends on line there are no
Sweet Illusions
could I climb into a shell stay nestled quietly there out of touch
out of reach
could I would I be missed
encapsulated egg head
misbegotten woebegone edginess cutting like ground glass
in a sandwich
chew
won't somebody
won't some body
fool
fool me into thinking I have a handle on horizons
a good grip on night dreams
ripped seams
buttons on the floor
no one gives a damn anymore
but then I know
I know
it's me
it's me
standing here
sitting here
writing here
hoping wishing some one
cares to read
the solitude
I smile
I smile at you
always smile
smile at you
heart
I should write songs
write songs about it
words just bad enough to be a hit
"Too bad I can't sing"
said the fat lady
I hope she learns
There are no friends no friends on line there are no
Sweet Illusions
could I climb into a shell stay nestled quietly there out of touch
out of reach
could I would I be missed
encapsulated egg head
misbegotten woebegone edginess cutting like ground glass
in a sandwich
chew
won't somebody
won't some body
fool
fool me into thinking I have a handle on horizons
a good grip on night dreams
ripped seams
buttons on the floor
no one gives a damn anymore
but then I know
I know
it's me
it's me
standing here
sitting here
writing here
hoping wishing some one
cares to read
the solitude
I smile
I smile at you
always smile
smile at you
heart
I should write songs
write songs about it
words just bad enough to be a hit
"Too bad I can't sing"
said the fat lady
I hope she learns