This is one of my favorite songs I have writen. I wrote it a few years back so I can share it now. Songs end up having a life of there own eventually, out of the termoilin witch they where created and I think that is a cool thing.
UNRAVELING
Many stitches sown, trying to conceal
The keeper of the strings, pulling strings reveal
Colors brillant and bright, colors full of pride
Still the beauty within, in vain tries to hide
In your greed you want all the colors of my heart
Only taking my love I gave from the start
Holding on with fear, fear of losing control
Protecting my heart my new and main goal
Unraveling all the colored patchest of my heart
I handed you my strings one night in the dark
Stop pulling my strings my poor heart cries
If you unravel all of me, surely I will die
Standing almost naked, stand before you now
Holding on to the last of my strings somehow
I realize the beauty within and I'm not afraid
All my colored patches turned out to be all man made
Not portexting me or coming to my aid
Just leaving me lonely torn and frayed
To the keeper of my strings with true irony
For you are unraveling also now I see
Stubborn, defencive and trying to run
Dragging me through the mud, you have your fun
Becareful with the mean things you do
for the mean thing you do to me, you also do to you
eventually you will see, you are not exactly free
You are just a puppet on a string just like me
Unraveling all the colored patches of my heart
I handed you my strings one night in the dark
You handed me your strings one night in the dark
Unraveling
Thursday, January 20, 2011
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