You and Your Bright Ideas
I refuse to talk about time
I shake myself loose and lay me out to dry
I won’t be governed
By hands not of my own
I’ve lain there so silently
And felt them way too long
I would like you to get the feeling I felt when I wrote this
You could win; it won’t happen
Anyway, truth is
This is how I feel
I’ve shown some short resentment to you and your bright ideas
With the sky about to break
Bet I could change its mind
I’m convinced the sun wants nothing more to show than shine
On things I’ve done for you
Things you and your bright ideas made me do
By the way, you can have your knife back
The wounds are healing nicely, thank you
That is unfair to say
But the sky looks charcoal
And I’ve got none but hope
And in anticipation of the sun
I’ve pulled off all my clothes
I would like you to get the feeling that I felt when you kissed me
The sun had just come up and the breeze picked up the city
It won’t rain and if I keep on feeling this way, you will win
It can’t happen
Anyway, truth is
This is how I feel
I’ve shown some short resentment to you and your Bright ideas
With the sky about to break, I could change its mind
I’m convinced the sun wants nothing more to show than shine
On these things I’ve done for you
That you and your bright ideas made me do
I would like you to get the feeling I felt when you left me
Like all of the world just chewed me up
Without knowing where to spit me
Really, it won’t rain, but if I keep on feeling this way
You will win and I can’t let that happen
Anyway truth is, this is how
I feel. I’ve shown some short resentment to you and your bright ideas
With the sky about to break, I could change its mind
I’m convinced the sun wants nothing more to show than shine
Anyway truth is, this is how I feel
I’ve shown some short resentment to you and your bright ideas
With the sky about to break, bet I could change its mind
I’m convinced the sun wants nothing more to show than shine
On these things I’ve done for you
These things I’ve done for you
That you and your bright ideas made me do
©2011 Megan Slankard