Silent Sad Cry

Should I infuse into your dying deep roots A change in your feelings for me Maybe the ink gumming up in its waste Maybe a life, overflowing distaste But there is something I cannot fathom Something I would like to outshine Maybe it's love, I cannot define Maybe it's Luna in silent sad cry When I was won'dring what I could be I mused up a pen and wrote you a song You didn't care much, so I threw it away I've been searching and will know it someday The kinks in my heart are the rhythm and beat And you are the Valium that rocks me to sleep If I die will I know, the words to this song Will it change in my life that I sung them so wrong After seasons of doubt and withered withouts I come to see that my flower is dead I revive her with words sprinkled from head Her heart so heaves, crestfallen, instead My paper is fading and the ink is a river The rain still falling and the banks over flooding Whisper the words to your song you have found And plant my feet in the goodnight of ground Detox my need for your rasping breath To exhale down my neck and take away death If the words could be heard by all of the world Would we be anymore dead than we are There's a beat in my heart and words to be sung I'm a the band and I play this for you Trumpet these words and sing them so loud I'm in love with you and I'm proud Written June 28th, 2001 © on Jun 28 2001 11:40 AM PST   0 • 8