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Fall Still Sucks, Ski Season's Still Not Here
- Tuesday, October 28 2008 @ 06:49 MDT
- Contributed by: dubocn
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I have nothing creative of my own to write. Probably because all I do of late is work, exercise and sleep. So instead I'll post the lyrics to Kathleen Edwards' new song because I like them. When Jen pulled out a small stack of cards the other day, I was surprised because she didn't strike me a the hockey card type. Turns out that I was right, they were free songs from Starbucks. This was one of them, Asking for Flowers.
It's complicated
Technically I'm certified
A walking declaration
Of everything I couldn't get right
Time is just an anchor
But 7 years I think I'm right
Now you've changed your number
It's like a noose around my life
Every pill I took in vain
Every meal for you I made
Every penny I put away
Asking for flowers
Is like asking you to be nice
Don't tell me you're too tired
10 years I've been working nights
My life is like a picture left
Out too long in the sun
Now I'm trying to remember all
The faces of the names i've loved
And all that's left of me now is
A cigarette burning bright
And a fading memory of all the things
I tried to get right
Every pill I took in vain
Every meal for you I made
Every penny I put away
Asking for flowers
Is like asking you to be nice
Don't tell me you're too tired
10 years I've been working nights
Every pill I took in vain
Every meal for you I made
Every bill I went and paid
Every card I signed my name
Every time I poured my heart out
Every threat you made to move out
Every cruel word you let just slip out
Every cruel word you let just slip out
It's complicated
Technically I'm certified
A walking declaration
Of everything I couldn't get right
Time is just an anchor
But 7 years I think I'm right
Now you've changed your number
It's like a noose around my life
Every pill I took in vain
Every meal for you I made
Every penny I put away
Asking for flowers
Is like asking you to be nice
Don't tell me you're too tired
10 years I've been working nights
My life is like a picture left
Out too long in the sun
Now I'm trying to remember all
The faces of the names i've loved
And all that's left of me now is
A cigarette burning bright
And a fading memory of all the things
I tried to get right
Every pill I took in vain
Every meal for you I made
Every penny I put away
Asking for flowers
Is like asking you to be nice
Don't tell me you're too tired
10 years I've been working nights
Every pill I took in vain
Every meal for you I made
Every bill I went and paid
Every card I signed my name
Every time I poured my heart out
Every threat you made to move out
Every cruel word you let just slip out
Every cruel word you let just slip out
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