Sunday, July 24, 2011

Rosaries

So I ran a little too far when I was free
I spent too little time praying to rosaries
Was supposed to grow up, dress all in white
Walk down the aisle, have the night of my life
I got too grown just a little too fast
Learned how to drink in bars, taught the boys how to dance
And now my education is just a piece of paper
Lying under my bed, and I'm trying to put it together
I guess no one ever taught in class
What to do after, how to stop the crash
And now, I'm all alone, living back home
All my best friends, well, they're married & gone

So maybe I ran too far when I was free
Guess I spent too little time praying to rosaries
But I never lost the girl I am within
Playing with Barbies, hoping for a Ken
Watching Cinderella, just a little too much
But I guess I can't believe in love
Yeah, I guess I lost my heart to a whiskey label
Thrown through windshields, thrown off the table
And now I'm twenty-three, trying to find my way
Guess they never tell you what they want to say

So maybe I ran too far when I was free
Spent too little time praying to rosaries
But my mommy promised that I'd be okay
So I keep waking up, pushing every day
And I told my dad, someday I'll be better
So I run around, trying to put it together
And I never found a man to treat me
Like I was the winning ticket in life's lottery
So I just came home to my hometown
To find some boys running all around
And when one promised me some kind of tomorrow
No one knew of all the money he borrowed
And the time he took his anger out on me
Guess it was just time for me to run free

So maybe I ran just a little to far when I was free
Maybe I spent too little time praying to rosaries
But God is somewhere, something forgiving
And Church ain't nothing but burning beginnings
So I ran a little too far when I was free
So I stopped praying to rosaries
So I ran to boys, books, and broken hearts
So I stopped praying for all new starts
So I couldn't save the money to get out
So I don't own the car, the boat, or the house
So my loans are long, and my degree is a fake
So I spent years chasing an endless fate

So I ran a little too far when I was free
So I spent too little time praying to rosaries
Just play the song, I'll light the candles
Put a vinyl on, stare at the turntable for hours
Take a sip, a shower, and new night
Promise myself it'll be alright

So maybe I ran too far when I was free
Maybe I spent too little time with rosaries
But I'm a good woman, just a little broke
When it comes to money, a good heart, a good note
I came back home, found my family
Found an old Bible, my rosary
Just sat down with a pen & a page
I just refuse to act my age.

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Moving

In this summer air you're moving
Taking me just one step higher
Sitting on your backsteps I'm moving
Just watching that full moon go higher

And with a kiss goodnight, I'm leaving
But we both know who will call first
Taking backroads through the steamed pines
En route to my old smalltown

And I'm dreading the day I can't hold back anymore
And I'm hating the fact that you already know me
Better than most of these locals
Wandering around with gossip about these streets
And I'm dreading the day I know my dumb mouth
Will tell you everything to know about me
But until that day come crashing
I'm just going to keep moving

Park my car, turn the headlights out
Walking through the dew-soaked grass
Up the steps of my folks' front porch
Hoping they won't wake & hear me

It's too late to do much but lie here
But my brain it just keeps moving
Into dark dreams of what could soon be
And my past is just a memory

And I'm dreading the day I can't hold back anymore
And I'm hating the fact that you already know me
Better than most of these locals
Wandering around with gossip about these streets
And I'm dreading the day I know my dumb mouth
Will tell you everything to know about me
But until that day come crashing
I'm just going to keep moving

In my sheets I wonder if you'd ever say
The same things running me into a panic
Hoping I'm not the only one awake
Hoping that you're in your head moving

And I'm dreading the day I can't hold back anymore
And I'm hating the fact that you already know me
Better than most of these locals
Wandering around with gossip about these streets
And I'm dreading the day I know my dumb mouth
Will tell you everything to know about me
But until that day come crashing
I'm just going to keep moving

Monday, July 11, 2011

Coast

Sometimes I think I should keep my mouth shut
Thoughts keep spewing out like lava onto ash
Just hoping something might light you up
Just hoping you can make me feel a little less bad
It's dark tonight, but I can still see stars
And the air is thick, hello Southern summer
Your eyes are something I can feel pressing on my skin
I'm not going to beg you to take me in

What are we moving against?
Why do I feel like I'm pushing so damn hard
Just to find something that feels a little more real?
If you ask, I might let you have my heart

And broken windows, they don't ever heal
The cracks just spread with time til they fall
If I had known you in a past moment
Maybe I'd have something for you to feel
Tell me a story, make me relax
I don't know how to be that girl anymore
But with this bottle I feel less lonely
With that bottle you're opening a door

What are we moving against?
Why do I feel like I'm pushing so damn hard
Just to find something that feels a little more real?
If you ask, I might let you have my heart

So ask me, just push me, because I want to
I want to be someone a little less numb
Want to lie in a sandy darkness on the coast
Want to run away, do you want to be lost?

What are we moving against?
Why do I feel like I'm pushing so damn hard
Just to find something that feels a little more real?
If you ask, I might let you have my heart
Tell me you just want my heart