No need have I - (edited and still considering?)
Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 7:00 am
My eyes are roses on my face,
they’re in full bloom right now;
no need have I to water them,
they've quite sufficent to grow!
My heart and soul slumped out tonight,
I’d packed them tight in your case;
I’ve had enough troubles and strife,
so I’m cleaning out this place.
No more heart ache, pain – nor sorrow
as I nurse more breaks and wounds.
We won’t make up some tomorrow,
for friendship – there is no room.
You’ve hard pressed forbidden buttons,
caused a canyon way too deep
and through it there flows a river;
where even it's heard me weep.
Frightened I crouched in corners there,
guarding my face and body,
from the person I thought did care,
wanting death to fall on me.
But scarcely I fought back at it
thought that you would see some sense,
then once more drinking, you would hit;
how could I have been so dense?
Now stronger I see you the fool,
losing everything you'd had.
Your Lady is your drink – your tool;
it is pickling you up bad!
Now I have grown thorns within me,
they've built barriers over time,
they cling to me – to protect me,
stop new hurts – now you’re not mine.
Oh, who am I to say I care?
Yes, bitter, hardened and through,
get out this Lionesses lair –
I have had my fill of you!
No need have I
My eyes are roses on my face,
they’re in full bloom right now;
no need have I to water them,
the've quite sufficent to grow!
My heart and soul slumped out tonight,
I’d packed them tight in your case;
I’ve had enough troubles and strife,
so I’m cleaning out this place.
No more pain – nor sorrow
as I nurse more breaks and wounds.
We won’t make up tomorrow,
for friendship – there is no room.
You’ve pressed forbidden buttons,
caused canyons way too deep
and through them there flows rivers;
where even they have heard me weep.
Frightened I crouched in corners there,
guarding my face and body,
from the one I thought did care,
thinking death would fall about me.
But scarcely I did make it
and thought that you’d seen sense,
then once more drinking, you would hit;
how could I have been so dense?
Now stronger I see you the fool,
for losing all you’d had.
Your Lady is your drink – your tool;
it’s pickling you up bad!
Now I’ve grown thorns within me,
that have built barriers over time,
they cling to me – protect me,
stop new hurts – now you’re not mine.
Oh, who am I to say I care?
Yes, bitter through and through,
get out this Lionesses lair –
I’ve had my fill of you!
they’re in full bloom right now;
no need have I to water them,
they've quite sufficent to grow!
My heart and soul slumped out tonight,
I’d packed them tight in your case;
I’ve had enough troubles and strife,
so I’m cleaning out this place.
No more heart ache, pain – nor sorrow
as I nurse more breaks and wounds.
We won’t make up some tomorrow,
for friendship – there is no room.
You’ve hard pressed forbidden buttons,
caused a canyon way too deep
and through it there flows a river;
where even it's heard me weep.
Frightened I crouched in corners there,
guarding my face and body,
from the person I thought did care,
wanting death to fall on me.
But scarcely I fought back at it
thought that you would see some sense,
then once more drinking, you would hit;
how could I have been so dense?
Now stronger I see you the fool,
losing everything you'd had.
Your Lady is your drink – your tool;
it is pickling you up bad!
Now I have grown thorns within me,
they've built barriers over time,
they cling to me – to protect me,
stop new hurts – now you’re not mine.
Oh, who am I to say I care?
Yes, bitter, hardened and through,
get out this Lionesses lair –
I have had my fill of you!
No need have I
My eyes are roses on my face,
they’re in full bloom right now;
no need have I to water them,
the've quite sufficent to grow!
My heart and soul slumped out tonight,
I’d packed them tight in your case;
I’ve had enough troubles and strife,
so I’m cleaning out this place.
No more pain – nor sorrow
as I nurse more breaks and wounds.
We won’t make up tomorrow,
for friendship – there is no room.
You’ve pressed forbidden buttons,
caused canyons way too deep
and through them there flows rivers;
where even they have heard me weep.
Frightened I crouched in corners there,
guarding my face and body,
from the one I thought did care,
thinking death would fall about me.
But scarcely I did make it
and thought that you’d seen sense,
then once more drinking, you would hit;
how could I have been so dense?
Now stronger I see you the fool,
for losing all you’d had.
Your Lady is your drink – your tool;
it’s pickling you up bad!
Now I’ve grown thorns within me,
that have built barriers over time,
they cling to me – protect me,
stop new hurts – now you’re not mine.
Oh, who am I to say I care?
Yes, bitter through and through,
get out this Lionesses lair –
I’ve had my fill of you!