Monday, June 15, 2009

I Take The Fire, I Take The Flame

I think I miss you much more than you could know
At night when I'm hollow and I close the door
I thought that maybe you'd be by my side
When I'm at the market alone in the aisle

My left hand is shaking
When I reach for your fruit
I never drew pictures, I never drew pictures
My head hears the voices
The whispers on high
But they never told me, They never tried

I took your hand with me down by the water side
I knew that you might have been pulled deep down under the tide
I took my time delivering my bad news to you
What I never wanted, what you'd never do

My butter is melting
Inside this hot rain
I never moved on dear, I never moved on
I see their faces
I see their pain
I never moved on dear, I never moved on

I take the fire and
I take the flame
You never ate cashews, you never ate cashews
I fall apart here
As I take the reigns
My timing is awful, my timing is awful

And I smell the berries
And I smell your hair
Na na na na na na, na na na na na na
I take the car keys
And you clear the air
Na na na na na na, na na na na na na

I'll call the doctor
You call the vet
Their voices are louder, their voices are louder
You'll tell me your ready
And then make me wait
It wasn't my timeline, It wasn't my timeline

I drew the fire down when we laid ourselves back in bed
You said you were freezing I pulled the blanket up over our heads
You tried not to worry, you tried not to cry
But you never thought that I......would

I carried the groceries
You put them away
I never smiled harder, I never smiled harder
I cooked our dinner
you watched some TV
I never smiled harder, I never smiled harder

We turned down the volume
we sat down to eat
It made me so happy, It made me so happy
The Yankees were winning
I cleaned off the stove
The dishwasher humming, the dishwasher humming

Asleep on my shoulder
You started to snore
I write in the kitchen, I write in the kitchen
I jotted some lyrics then
Turned out the lights
Slept in the next morning, slept in the next morning

You bring me the virgins
I'll turn back the tide
In these little moments, in these little moments
You parted the Red Sea
I flooded the Nile
In these little moments, in these little moments

The kitchen seemed quiet I woke up the next day alone
Lydie was hungry she made it quite clear I woke slow
Cold tile in the bathroom a note on the door
Drank left over coffee wondering if I'd dreamed it all up

I look out the window
A cat plays in the grace
Of the sun that we made here, the sun that we made here
My slippers protect me
They keep my feet warm
We made our own home here, we made our own home here

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