on the eve of my twenty-something-th year.

Twenty minutes til the countdown to
Some kinda new wonderful
Experience the light/sound
Tell me what it means
When you say
Calculate the hours
Well, you count them back to me
And I cannot find the answer
Same as you cannot find me

Oh, They Like it when we fly inside
They try to make us run and hide
To the beat of a different drum
To the tune of the maddening hum
Oh, we’ve shaken their blood to the core
But they keep just coming back for more
I think I should just go back to bed
I got a case of the real mean reds

Hysterical
I threw that bottle at the door
At least I wanted to cos now
My hands are really sore
Cos I’ve been punching in the walls
I’m ready for a fight
I know you’ve never seen me like this
But something’s just not right

Oh, They Like it when we fly inside
They try to make us run and hide
To the beat of a different drum
To the tune of the maddening hum
Oh, we’ve shaken their blood to the core
But they keep just coming back for more
I think I should just go back to bed
I got a case of the real mean reds
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Did you see hear it on the back porch?
Oh the man was walkin by here
all sinister and full of scorn
oh the sky was full of blue that year
they were talking of the hurricanes
too busy just to notice
the ticking of the pocket watch
still asking what the time is

Tender like the night
We ran from the site
We ran but not to hide
Sweet like wine the day
It was right as rain
I forgot to feel afraid

all the walls look like they’re listening
to the secrets I’ve disclosed here
the diaries repeating
confidential thoughts of love and fear
and they wrapped the words around my wrist
and I slept right through the fever
til my hands would not unclench the fist
but my words were getting clearer

Tender like the night
We ran from the site
We ran but not to hide
Sweet like wine the day
It was right as rain
I forgot to feel afraid

I sat next to the quiet one
And he told me of romances
My skin went red beneath the sun
So we moved beneath the branches
And I saw inside those furtive eyes
A hundred subtle glances
That caused the ghost in my heart to transpose
My weariness to dances

Tender like the night
We ran from the site
We ran but not to hide
Sweet like wine the day
It was right as rain
I forgot to feel afraid