Lockpicker

you tried to pick my locks
i held onto the key
i tried to shut up me
you know I wanted privacy
you tried to pick my locks
be my hope and glory
the one true missing sock
and when you smiled
and when you held me
you tried to pick my locks
you tried to set me free
It was hard to say, stop
pain can be like the chains
and the violent waves of the sea
just as false Gods shine
and demand that you believe
you tried to pick my locks
i almost gave you the key

Sunday 9th December 2007

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s