I take these memories everywhere with me
these ropes that will never let me be free…
I take the thought of you to the bars
and laugh it over with movie stars
I take the broken heart along in my pocket
and I know you have my picture in your locket…
I thought this would end cut and dry
but we both continue to talk and die…
I take you to bed with me every night
as I dream of you under the morning sunlight
Waking to find it was all just a dream
as I deal with the sun’s harsh gleam…
I thought it was supposed to be easy
but now all the struggle leaves you wheezy.

09/12/2002

Posted on 04/15/2003
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