Post by upperechelon on Feb 1, 2005 1:30:19 GMT -5
Flowers in your hair,
like completely different worlds.
Why couldn't you be pretty?
Instead of drop dead gorgeous.
The nights and days of
beautiful-
just like the evening sun.
Insecure and confident-
always on the run.
It's like those complexities of us,
keeping ones at bay,
it's those same complexities-
lighting up each day.
Words in strange congruencies-
dwelling in my mind,
Unblink your security-
it's me that you'll find.
like completely different worlds.
Why couldn't you be pretty?
Instead of drop dead gorgeous.
The nights and days of
beautiful-
just like the evening sun.
Insecure and confident-
always on the run.
It's like those complexities of us,
keeping ones at bay,
it's those same complexities-
lighting up each day.
Words in strange congruencies-
dwelling in my mind,
Unblink your security-
it's me that you'll find.
