April 23, 2007
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Rocka bye baby
Sleep in my tree top
And if Tony comes to cut it down
Mister Jack will make him stop
Cling to the branches
Bleed from the leaves
Look dizzying down
At a past you cant conceive
Echo screams off bubbles
Welling in my heart
Walls caving in
Shattered, now, and sharp
The bark beneath is firm
So stand against the wind, alone
Don't bother holding on
Dream of storms roughly blown
Step from this safe place
The air around calls
So easy to imagine
The step that makes you fall
Spill my blood, spill my life
Spill my screams, they are your toys
You ordered me to scream
And that is how I lost my voice
Spill my tears, spill my fears
Even spill my friends
What'd you give me in return
That makes me loyal to the end?
Spill my notes, spill my words
Hear me spill the beat
I'm pouring out my life force
Living on the street
And yet the angel harnessed air
And forced life back with in
This is what I'll remember
Lying, waking, in the dim
And so I search for other arms
Another solid place
Will you be the one
With which I finally feel safe?
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Can anyone else ever really make us feel safe? x
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