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"If poetry can kill you, I'm like to die." ~Theodore Roethke
C Am
It seemed a little unhinged only because it had to be,
but I think I really hit something last night.
It was in the way a bird breaks in flight;
it was in the anatomy of David Bourne pulling together
tight
just to loosen it all up for me
and separate sound from the moment of need.
I don’t understand (like?) the way things are,
so I make it up and I make out fine.
You fuck up your sense and your art, you fuck up your
mind
just to get a hold on what you can’t have otherwise.
I said it would never happen again, but my words don’t
hold well.
I was promised to you the day you start bleeding for
someone else.
C Fmaj7
You watched me go too far off track
C C/B Am
when I just wanted you to push me back
G C
and back into myself.
Your daylight stays into my evening,
and that has everything to do with it.
We save up our whole life to be kids
in a time where fire kisses its own lips.
I can’t die, but I can’t be saved.
I just want to see the sky beneath me for a change.
You watch me go too far off track
When I just want you to push me back
and back into myself.
I only went too far off track
when I wanted you to push me back
and back into myself.
"Listen, real poetry doesn't say anything; it just ticks off the ." ~Jim Morrison