Smiling
In Treats
all
words written by former friend and published 2002 by
i like all music, BMI
[
make it right
]
saturday turn away what's the cost all's not lost perched on springy stilts
a whisper echoes a burning inside a wishful expo of quirks lays undisguised
in plain sight make it right loose can be tight if you make it right right
was the time when we sat on the grass watching cars going past right is
the sound of your melody right is the rhyme that your words cast time
has grown obtuse right the only way follow in time make it rhyme you make
your own life just make it right
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[
small circles
]
from the center of small circles drawn with fingers to a long straight
line from a crease but the fingers the sweet and gentle fingers small
circles starting to spin long straight lines running down skin and the
hands they paint this shape the hands smiling in treats so far to be flung
no sound just buzzing like sugar on my tongue i'm addicted to these tight
little zig zags
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[
up down round & around
]
what are we gonna do paintings fall to the floor when i'm blue i think of you what are we gonna say when the temperatures soar all the while i got your smile where are we gonna go up down round and around i don't care as long as you're there
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[
more than a given
]
the things you deserve aren't always the things you get i'd love to give
you more things than i could ever get you've always made it seem so easy
here i am are you convinced well i remember what you said the moon was
bigger than you would expect and i remember the heavy/weary sigh in your
words and now more than a given i don't know if you've noticed anything
i have said and what about my motives everything i do for you
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[
it eats me
]
i know i've
run the race you tell me second place you beat me i can't accept the pace
lying on my face it eats me inside of you in spite of you through and
through believe me a hare for you a bear for you ooh i've got nowhere
to go and then you tell me no you won't feed me so feed me to the fire
and call me a liar every little thing doesn't mean a thing every little
meaning doesn't mean i think
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[
uneven ground
]
while you walk away what do you think about now is this the better time
you talked about i could never really say what i really had in mind not
having said a thing we both have time standing on uneven ground don't
look down uneven ground standing on uneven ground let's say just for the
sake of saying i wish i was full of angst but i'm more than willing to
move on are you we've run out of things to say i'm more than willing to
move on are you we've run out of time