Craig Bennett

Monumental
Monumental When I say I love you, you say, "Well, what's not to love?" I know I'm so far above you, still there is something you ought to know: I want you back in the tall grass. Remember that? Back when I had confidence. You were weighted down with so much weaponry... your parting shot still rings in my ear. I say I'm a Marxist ... it seems to appeal to girls that think. I say I'm an artist 'cause all my life that's what I've been told to say. A Russian girl at the bar with good posture - twenty-two and so easy to spark. She melts leaving little more than hoop earrings, simple conversation, and a credit card. I'm still in your shadow though it's long after dark. You're so monumental, you'll last a lifetime. She said, "Sing me something beautiful; paint or draw me something beautiful; write me something beautiful; film me something that moves with beauty." Well, there's nothing beautiful about the state I'm in, you icy thing, I thought some day you would thaw. You were weighted down with so much weaponry your parting shot still rings in my ear. From Letras Mania