Middle Cyclone

lrc 编辑 妙一法师

Baby why'm I worried now

did someone make a fool of me

'fore I could show 'em how it's done?

Can't give up actin' tough

it's all that I'm made of

Can't scrape together quite enough

to ride the bus to the outskirts

of the fact that I need love

There were times that I tried

one for every glass of water

that I spilled next to the bed

wretching pennies in a boiling well

in a dream that it once becomes

a foundry of mute and heavy bells

They shake me deaf and dumb

say "Someone made a fool of me

'fore I could show 'em how it's done"

It was so clear to me

that it was almost invisible

I lie across the path waiting

just for a chance to be a spiderweb

trapped in your lashes

For that I would trade you my empire for ashes

But I choke it back how much I need love