WeedsWeeds.I was running down the alleys of my childhood. I was flying through the valleys of my dreams.My skin was the colour of earthen woodand I cast my arms over rivers and streams.The beasts turned coat at my commandthe sun rose over sea.before the rocks turned into sandthe land was known to me.My brotherhood was real and full in the circle of dancing armsI wore the colours of my blood,I drew the lines tween field and farmThe weeds go deep over so much timethe roots are endless sore.And as I dig through history, I remember more and more.I held their heads against my breastI smelled the youth in their hair.
A Woman is a Planet A Woman is a PlanetI learned you from the outside in.Discovered your perceptions before the end.I could write a book about you,with all your little moons around you.Candle flashes blue and whitein the shimmering of the nightand every shooting star will writethat a woman is a planetThe deeper I look the more I seeyoure nothing like I thought you'd be.Honesty can bruise a wicked soultill the brim that holds you makes you whole.The daylight in your eyesabove your head the sun will riseone star born as another one dies a woman is a planetRooms in rooms and worlds in worlds.Youre such a complicated g
"the Cheatin Kind" lyricYou'd never asked me for the time of day beforeyour arm pressed well againstthe kitchen doorI can't believe these, strange strange timesJemmima grows up and joins, the party line.We could have seen it comingoh, I believe its truesooner or laterwe will all go too.Blue birds whisper, the warning signborders will disappear, between yours and minegravity grows as to the surface we riseto the salty sting of daylight in our eyesSo why look away, when you know what you'll findtake all these dreams and wishes, leave them behindIn the end its nobody wants a satisfied mindsign thy name in blood, you're the cheatin kind
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