Where’s my Romeo
Someone to be my anywhere homie-o
I wanna hear a clap of thunder when you walk in the room
Stars shoot up send me flying to the moon
I could speak all day about the life you’d give to me
But the only thing I want is you next to me
Each day I reach into my pockets but all I see
Money, Fame, and Glamour baby that aint me
We could reach into our hearts and pull out everything we need
Cuz love is all that matters when your heart can finally feed
Monday Tuesday days go by
Wednesday Thursday cars drive on
Friday Saturday Sunday the weekend takes me nowhere when I can’t knock on your door
These meals are feeding bodies but they need so much more
We’re hungry for the hearts hearts that beat and want to roar
I’ll swim across the ocean
I’ll run through burning coals
I’ll starve my body lock it up
The one I want is also poor
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- Words are our outright melody and no one else is going to play the songs you feel but yourself. Let me be more esoteric....just kidding. You may ask when reading my poetry, why do I use metaphors so often? After thinking that through, I honestly don't know why. My guess would be that language, though freeing, can also be restrictive. Especially in terms of expressing ourselves in attempt to understand ourselves. I, personally, get stuck in gears sometimes and I like to expand and break through traditional understanding of the concept at hand. I like to read what I'm feeling in different forms, and see if the language can lossen up more.
This song needs music to it! Dig it!
ReplyDeleteHahah... Thank you! I was actually listening to The XX when I wrote it. :o) I think "Crystalised". If not it was "Basic Space". Try one of those nest time you read it if you want!
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