Thursday, November 15, 2007

Away

I had to give you away.
I had to give you away.


She’s walking on that cross again
Balancing on that edge again
I watch her fragile smile break her face
She laughs right after the rain
Comes home with shoes soaking
She calls it home, but knows home’s not a place

And maybe if she eats up that guilt
She’ll smile back and maybe feel
And maybe if she drinks it away

Flush it down—if it burns it kills
She needs to feels as if she’s built
Some kind of wall, even one she could push

She’s stepping on my toes again
Challenging what she’s always believed in
I try to throw something her way—try and make her strong
She’s trying to drive herself home again
Out past where the HOV ends
And down to where it begins—she’s burning both ends

I had to give her away
I had to give you away

She’s like the fire, lets her burn away
Like the cigarette ends that blew her away
She holds it in; let it soak up the pain

Maybe if she exhales it out
The pain, it’ll blow out like the smoke
Blow it out—if it burns then it kills

She won’t come to me, she won’t ask for help
She won’t let it go, I won’t let it pass
You’ve got stand trial for your sins girl

She swears she’s better than she once was
Takes a drag and goes to walk on
The wind leaves her hair like a crown of thorns
He’s burned her away into a brand
She swears she’s become something she can’t stand
Her fragile smile breaks her face.

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