Running From

Maybe you could explain something;
The way your skin curdles,
The way your hair curls,
The way your hands turn inside out.

Maybe you could explain something;
The way you hesitate,
Explain what you just ate,
Turn into an angel.

Maybe you could explain something to me;
Something about how you can’t see,
Anything that is in front of you,
And how that its true,
That nothing that comes between us,
Can ever offer up a clue.

And there is this rattling,
Of words and rhythm,
And there are these notes that tell
The precise score – and I’m really off track cos its really fucking obvious –
You’re not listening anymore.

I thought we could make music,
I thought you could hold me tight.
And I’m telling you, baby,
That’s all I want from you tonight.

Give me something, anything, to understand.
I mean isn’t it the hole of hearts when you hold my hand?
Isn’t it exactly what you have been
Running from?

Running From

ashleighsynnott

Joined December 2008

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