June 26, 2011
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In answer to a question from @JosephRanseth
The question was in regards to profound lyrics…. my answer to him this week:
Out of Reach by Cities of Foam
My arms flail open to the sky
Waiting for the heavy dream
Of you and I
To consolidate this space
This no man’s land is here
For your war games by and by
Attack retreat, hide and seek
Pinch and poke
Guess what I spy, love
I spy love
Your hand’s been dealt unfairly one more time
Figurines go floating by just out of reach
Not yours to play with
Who’s yours to play with?
Little men
With their toys and their games
Building blocks for the damned
Soon turn true
Drinking dreams growing old
Making aspirations drown
Little Queens
With their fallen crowns and scruffy dowdy dress
Broken heels
Staying/stealing in, stealing time
Cleaning up Prince Charming’s mess
