Saturday, June 26, 2010

Everyone's so fucking heartbroken.

 I'd like it if you listened to this one....


It's here clicky clicky.



Seven maidens in a sea
that keeps changing.
Six oils on a lonely
boy's painting.
And all Heaven knows
is that your True Love's
the one you won't
get.

Five actors on a stage
that they're faking.
Four apprentices
who knows what they're making.
And all Heaven knows
is that your True Love's
the one you won't
get.

But as the First Light
closes in,
there's rain drumming
on the tin,
and you're the first one
home
again
so where the Hell
do you begin
when your Love is
a single
note that is playing
on a broke guitar
weathered and aged
and you just sing -
Will I find True Love again?

Three reasons why
I keep on changing.
Too many lies
and all that they're hurting.
One open heart
to find a True Love
again.

But as the First Light
closes in,
and there's rain
drumming
on the tin,
and you're the first one
home
again,
well,
where do you begin
now that your Love is a
single
rose
that is wilting

or just like a child
that's been caught stealing,

You're too ashamed to cry -

Will I find True Love
again?

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