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Story behind the song
written: 02 25 06
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i have all the pieces.
and there are some that i remember, there are some that still make sense...
but sometimes when i think about you i think i still miss you.
and if that's true then maybe i'm more fucked up than i thought.
did you Love me?
did i Love you?
can you pretend that kind of stuff?
and the radio sends me songs that make me need to write.
and the keyboard makes it easier than ever.
my God, i'm simply failing...i'm so simply failing.
is it neccisary to have all the answers?
the hope floats by briefly and touches my hand.
i want to wipe away the pain
there's always too much pain and it's always coming back
if i could wrap you in my arms, it wouldn't be enough.
and the shit piles up...
oh my God, i'm simply losing...i'm so simply losing.
because i don't get You and most of the time i don't want to.
and i'm a little boy inside and i'm scared.
the things they say make sense to me.
and the hurt they feel makes me aware.
and the shit piles up...
oh my God, i'm simply nothing...so simply nothing.
and i want You.
i want You so bad
but i can't be all the things that i'm supposed to be
and it costs too much.
tomorrow i will wake up and it will all be the same.
the answers don't fit the questions.
and i can't bare the pain.
there are moments of clarity. when i see forests instead of trees.
but i get lost again with each word that i hear.
and i digress...
and the shit piles up...
oh my God, i'm so simply lost...so simply lost and in Love.
in Love with life and with myself.
in love with songs by John Prine and sleeping outside.
in love with cold nights and coffee with friends.
in love with people, people, everyone.
and i feel like i'm hanging upside down
and You've got a gun
and You're pretending like it's loaded when it's not
or like it's not when it is
i can never tell the difference
but i know the danger and feel the risk
and i'm only this way because You asked me to be
and i try and try to get right side up
where at least my feet could find a path
and You're always playing with that damn gun
even when i tell You i'm not having fun
oh You're so clever and i'm so dumb
and i ask You for some wisdom
but You'll never give me some
circular motions;
like a camera catching every thing all at once
all blues and skies and buildings
i would tear it all down
for the glory of the Lord
or burn it down to get an answer
there are moments of clarity. when i see forests instead of trees.
and then it seems like i've got it right.
to think that Love could be enough.
to think that Love can cover up
a multitude of sin.
so what does "cover" mean, and is it enough to get me to the end?
oh my God, i'm so simply afraid...so simply afraid.
a coward in a corner, i'm scared shitless of the Truth.
and i'm scared shitless of You.
You stopped speaking...
i can hear Your voice ringing in my ears
oh my God, i'm so simply deaf...so simply deaf.
i can hear Your voice ringing in my ears
and it's a fucking miracle.
it's all fucking fake.
it's so fucking real.
and i digress...
and the shit piles up...
if there's no past
and there's no future
(and i've heard that a million times this week)
then the present holds no value
i talk in circles.
circular motions;
like a camera catching every thing all at once:
all blues and skies and buildings
i would tear it all down
for the glory of the Lord
or burn it down to get an answer
we would all tear it all down
for the glory of the Lord
if He asked us to
and i'm hanging upside down
and you're all so right side up
and i had all the pieces.
but You still had Your gun.
i don't miss anyone at all
and i miss every thing all at once.
and i want to write the tears into the words
make the pain evident to see
imagine a wound that's festered for years and years
imagine salt poured in like rain
imagine the whole world's poppulation hitting it a thousand times
imagine a fucked up, egotistical liar with manipulation in his
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