Monday, February 4, 2008

Hello Color Red

"I've lost touch of everything that means anything to me
My friends always forgive me.
We become too brave and quick
A little clever, a little numb.
We could stare a lover in the eyes and lie
"Yes I don't feel anything at all."
And I could say
That I have everything I need right now.
I hope you're proud you liar.
But it's late
The weight of all my emptiness comes crashing down on me.
I'm terrified I can't recollect the faces that once kept me warm.
They wait back home.
Time takes its toll on me
I used to be so obvious with all my words
But at least I was honest.
Tennis courts and makers
And paperback best sellers
I want to be home
I want to be myself again."