BETTER NOW

BETTER NOW

where are the words you wrote me in song?

where are they now? or do they belong?

if not from you, then who? how long? what good do i do?

doing what’s wrong?

 

i could pull from my mind all the things that you said

your words cut so hard till my fingers bled

you pound on the wall till the wall it turns red.

is it better now? is it better now?

 

autumn blends well with the way that i feel

i don’t have to steal [back-up: not a moment of time]

i could turn on a dime. and give you back five

but i can’t make you mine., this hunger is too real/feel.

 

with the breeze of her veil. and the spark of her smile.

she could ignite the sun. with the way that she laughs

she could take on the fall make winter come fast

and it’s better now. it’s better now.

 

where have we gone?

the crease in your skin says you’ve been sleeping, sleeping again.       

and woke up surprised. did you suddenly realize you weren’t

alone. did it finally creep in? 

 

and that this time this night he’s not going home.

because he’s already home and you already know

 

does the ring start to scratch? do you know where you’re at? and the last name you had is... no longer your own.

not the last name you owned...

where have you been? is it all as it seemed?

was that you that screamed? another bad dream?

 

i can’t pull from my mind, the way you would smile.

or the flowers you brought, that you left here to die

and your hands touch my skin and i start to fly

and it’s better now. it’s all better now...

 

and she lets go her laugh, and she lets go her smile

and the world it seems better, at least for a while

 

and the window is cracked and the snow it stays stacked

and the sun it will melt it but it won’t do it fast.

 

 words music robb

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