Your pretty eyes
must know the way
I tell myself.
You wander each day
from mountain to lake
seeking wonders
feeling nothing
but a mild breeze on your hair.
There must be more,
you can't help yourself
so you run and sweat out
all the toxins away.
But you can't sweat out the one,
can you.
You laugh and kiss hard,
I'm proud of you.
Do they even know
why you cannot glow,
I remembered you could.
And I know what it means
to be damned under the sun
no matter how hard you try
or what good you do.
Those men are always
waiting for you
deep underground
to shut your truth.
Sweet stranger's eyes,
I was never with them.
must know the way
I tell myself.
You wander each day
from mountain to lake
seeking wonders
feeling nothing
but a mild breeze on your hair.
There must be more,
you can't help yourself
so you run and sweat out
all the toxins away.
But you can't sweat out the one,
can you.
You laugh and kiss hard,
I'm proud of you.
Do they even know
why you cannot glow,
I remembered you could.
And I know what it means
to be damned under the sun
no matter how hard you try
or what good you do.
Those men are always
waiting for you
deep underground
to shut your truth.
Sweet stranger's eyes,
I was never with them.
