

LabyrinthYou take me by surprise A green-eyed knight Crying to the Nashville sky Searching for the grailLabyrinth
These streets are long And littered with guitars Far from home and everything you know You fear your heart will fail
I know it seems you’ll never meet Another pair of eyes That sees you quite like Your old friends do
You see losing friends Like losing your sense of direction They’ve always seen you through
CHORUS: I would burn these bushes down If I only had a flame I’d tear down these walls To show you


Not Yetonce upon a time… time like melted candy a chocolate bar that's been in your pocket too long on a summer day,Not Yet
hydrant not yet cracked open with that cool, fresh spray,
not yet,
not yet that vibrant rippling rainbow in the air over the street around the corner in that mist, the steam from water hitting hot pavement,
no, not yet, just the coal-black asphalt, still dark but burning white hot,
so hot it's hard to walk across,
but the stairs here have shadows,
the stoop is somewhat sheltered from the blistering heat, pop and crackling,
the street a boiling tar ocean,
but safe sta


BallerinaYou would have been a ballerina If you weren't afraid of spending that much time in front of a mirror.Ballerina
When you were six I'm sure you had pink slippers with ribbons That wrapped up your ankle Around your calves When you were six I'm sure you walked everywhere on your toes Now your feet are battered
There are curls in your bones
From packing them en pointe into imaginary blocked shoes You weren't at it long enough to have your feet turn out at angles
Your knees reject pirouettes Their history bound to your basement treadmill A mother's punishmen
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