Saturday, May 21, 2005

Antigone Rising

You made the call
I watched the door to see you coming through
And every time it was a warm March wind that blew
then on the air that drifted in the faded smell of denial
See, I don’t know so I won't ask I think it’s best that way
can’t be held responsible for what you say
so let’s pretend that I’m not me and it’s not you for a while

If there’s one right thing you’ve got to do
don’t do it tonight
and for once enjoy the view just out of the light
if there’s one last kiss we’ve got to have
let’s have it tomorrow
it’s a longshot, but a chance I’ve got to take

It’s fair to mention from the first that
when you touched me there
you’re starting something that I’ll finish
so just be aware
it’s easy now when I look back
they call that retrospect
if I had know the ripple effect
the sleeping dog would lie

I foresaw the day when you could come and make it clear
some things do better where you found them
so we’ll leave it here
I’m only crying cause the cloud of smoke is burning my eyes
and ever since the times when I am standing close to you
I see the person that you are, the one I never knew
Do you ever feel me anymore or are you too far gone

It’s a longshot, from a world away
in a time slot, on a passing day

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