Perhaps the earth is the conscious centre of the universe and that's why we make so many things into stories and movies, calling it our imagination when it could actually be memories from the universe imbedded in us.
Perhaps that's why we tend to be so beautiful and chaotic.
Baby steps, that was how it began Baby steps towards my pink mini van As I walked away from the illusions That I'd called love, all merely delusions
I chose to walk away from the pain Leaving behind a beautiful bane Memories of our past love did sting Couldn't believe I once called you king
You took advantage of all of my being Of the lack of self worth that lay within You made me feel like I wasn't enough I'd stayed, trying to prove my stuff
I slowly unloved you through baby steps Loving you at all was my one misstep I should never have to feel like trash So our love story, I'm burning to ash
I've learned to love myself today This woman will never be lead astray And the perfect reminder any other day Is the smell of our love’s beautiful decay
Like a pair of scissors The distance cut Through our bonding fabric And the love we'd layered like bricks Was left to fall Under the weight Of our lack of faith In our brick wall
She's back My demon is back, To haunt me down, to cause me frowns To lay me low, to bend my bow To hear her voice, without a choice To tie my knots, to drive me nuts To claw my mind, no peace I'll find To make me lie, to make me cry To shut my eyes, till when I die
I called him yesterday He wasn't in the mood for talks Didn't care to listen to what I had to say And you might as well say The call ended in a way That left me feeling like my soul had been betrayed The sun has been tucked away The amount of pain, you cannot weigh For the path of love has caused me a strain Though the memories make me tingle The bells will never jingle I guess from here on out, you can call me single