Posted by: Pink_floyd March 30, 2005
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The Crowning
Met in singleness,
Walked with wooden shoes on
Infant air screaming loud,
By god I?m in love
My heart has been crowned.
The affinity of hearts well tied
The precarious feelings set aside
Will it work as a knot?
Does this doltish stranger work?
Oh I think I?m in love
Wake up with four arms on you,
Don?t think thy separate than mine.
Cup of coffee and a warm kiss
A methodical social life commences
I think I?m in love.
Five years of walk on the same road
Ten thousand meals together
Moments of joy and yet the anguish ?
Don?t want to hear about your swelled every day
Didn?t come this far for this
Am I in love?
Now the crowning begins
From her to me as a ?deranged person?
From me to her as a ?psychopath?
Rhubarbs and turmoil
Sleeping on the ends of the bed a vision passes
I don?t think I?m in love
Scribbly scribbly letters on a shiny paper
Flaccid tears storm out
Why can?t I convince myself I still love you?
Made in heaven, broken by law,
An irony to itself, marriage
I?m never getting married again???
Why am I not afraid?
Or is it that I was too afraid to hide?
Well what is so sexy about a girl with attitude and a pair of tight leather boots?