Covered in stickers of her favorita band
She's got a hangful of records that she turns to
When she needs to land
She's a saturday night parade through the streets
That all eyes some to see including me
She carries memories around like souvenirs down in her pockets
She should have let some go by now but can't seem to drop it
Says forgiveness ain't nothing but a lifeless tire on the shoulder of her soul
That never rolls
For as much as she stumbled she's runnin'
For as much as she runs she's still here
Always hoping to find something quicker than heaven
To make the damage of her days disappear
Just like Guinevere
She don't hold onto nothin' new for very long
Yeah she writes you in as just one more tale
and then you're gone
'Cause she once fell hard 'cause she dropped her guard
And no one gets to stay it's just too late
For as much as she stumbled she's runnin'
For as much as she runs she's still here
For as much as she stumbled she's runnin'
For as much as she runs she's still here
Always hoping to find something quicker than heaven
To make the damage of her days disappear
Just like Guinevere
Where is this going? Back to where we've been? Because, quite frankly, my heart can't handle that anymore. You have me wrapped so tightly around everything that you say & do. So tightly to where I become blinded by your "innocence". The truth is, you're really not all that innocent yourself, but I could never tell myself that. I could never take you down from your pedestal because that's the way i've always known you; to stand so high, to never fall, to react in subtle ways, to keep hearts free of the need to be mended, but now..not so much.
You and I have always been "you and I". No one has ever asked questions about it; well, maybe a few times, but they let it go for something that they just simply cannot understand. I have no idea what to even think now. When I'm back in that place, the memories sweep over me like a broom to a hardwood floor, even making that awful scratchy sound, but in the end the memories sweep away all the bad, all the dust, all the things that (in the end) don't matter anyway. Then it's just us, our forgotten time that we could've waisted together, and our pride that still outweighs our entire relationship. What has to happen for us both to just come to a realization that the PAST is the PAST.. You have no idea how i'd love to always be there for you, by your side, no matter what, ..do you?
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