It’s best to think of you
Holding still in a frame
Features slightly blurred
And always the same
Still as a snapshot
And quiet as a mouse
With no way to get out
And walk through my house
If I can’t fit you in a frame
Then I think it is best
to imagine you’re a ghost -
A most unwelcomed guest
You’re transparent and airy
And drift along singing
A song no one cares to hear
And leaves no heart tingling
But if you manage to come inside
And slam all the doors
If you haunt the hall
and creak the floorboards
Then I’ll find somewhere else
Where I can put you away
Where you can’t get out
And you’ll have to stay
I’ll find every piece I have of you
But you’ll never guess my plan
It’s a trick tried and true
And will work on any man
I’ll gather every memory
Even the ones you forgot
And I’ll put them all in a box
- Preferably one that locks
I’ll take the box and close it tight
And hide it somewhere in the night
Where no ghost can find it in the dark
And reignite the deadly spark
Crazy as it may seem
It’s easier this way
If you’re an object
I can put you away
Better yet I’ll drop you in a lake
Where ghosts can’t search
And the water’s so cold
My heart can’t hurt
I’ll reduce you to nothingness
But you won’t feel a thing
I’ll just be cleaning up the mess
And you’ll be sinking, sinking
Strange as it may seem
It’s better this way
If you aren’t real
Then I can get away
Perhaps this seems cruel to you
My plans for getting rid of you
But let’s remember you’re dangerous too
And I can’t let you win part two
Promise me peace of mind
And I’ll let you keep your voice
Let me rest every night
And I’ll give you a choice:
If you give me the freedom I need
I won’t banish you from my head
Promise you won’t come back for me
And I’ll put you in a frame instead
is this a riddle? cause if it is a riddle and the answer is "man" then he must be banned!
ReplyDeleteHehe Linda yes you go it. And don't worry - that is definitely my plan!
ReplyDeleteIs it just me, or are all the most sincere love songs by women about banishing men, breaking up, dismissing them? "To the left, to the left," "You know it's just too little too late," "thanks for makin' me a...fighta!" Exultation, glorying, reveling. And it isn't riddled with regrets either; take "Landslide," by miss Stevie Nicks; breaking up is a sign of progress, maturation, and bragging rights. Her boots are made for walkin'.
ReplyDeleteThe His department in this music genre seems riddled with a lot more misery, in my estimation. One lament after another. It's hard to think of a guy exulting in song, triumphing about the end of a relationship, and generally rubbing his ex's face in it (though I'm sure samples exist).
Maybe I'm distorting; it would be hard to do a scientific attitude survey of all lyrics of all break-up music, sort it into male/female voices, and then sort their expressions into categories like penitent, grovelling, snarky, elated, triumphant, defiant, pugnacious, relieved, depressed, and so on.
When you're listening to music like that, you probably don't have your stethoscope and white lab coat on.