Cake Bake Betty
1916
I let my hands get caught in all the flameWell I cannot play againWhen do you ask me if I am okayI see it when we danceAnd make a pouter's portrait on the stepsOh my it is divineBut there's just one more question I will askIs all this really mine?Inside my head hell screams it must be timeThis weather can't be rightWe rode our horses to the outer edgeThe crusty dry devideAnd we became the people we had never meant to beThose dying flamesThe pieces we did not want to receiveAnd when you come home from your dinner's darlingdo you want to fight?And when I cut the line within my handswill you still want to cry?And when your gal decides she's on her ownLetras de cancionesYou'll rethink your romanceYou never wanted careful anywayYou're taking down that fenceBut when you come into the kitchenI am waiting at the sinkMy salty fingers run across the cupboardDrenching it with skinWe are aliveThose rare descendants of the faithless bratsWho bit their tonguesWho screamed instead to scare their unworth sonsAnd in the treesthey built their truthTheir meaningless machinesWe grew from beansthat froze beneath the snowin late '16
From Letras Mania