Saturday, November 6, 2010

Against The Fences

You walk right by me on your,

Achille’s heels.

You think you teach me lessons,

By keeping to yourself.

Your foot stuck so far,

Down your throat.

I’m surprised that you can,

Do anything but choke.

 

Step back,

Against the fences,

Against the walls.

Step back,

For fear that this might get outta control.

Step back,

I need the space,

I can whisper in your ear from here,

Step back,

Before I say something that you don’t want to hear.

 

And here it comes,

So watch me go.

This storm will tell you,

What you didn’t want to know.

I chase you away,

But you chase me around.

You let me get away,

And so I let you down.

 

Step back,

Against the fences,

Against the walls.

Step back,

For fear that this might get outta control.

Step back,

I need the space,

I can whisper in your ear from here,

Step back,

Before I say something that you don’t want to hear.

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