Green Emotions
Roy Forbes
GENRE Through the door
I see you walk
You are the talk
And I am not
You have the world
And all I’ve got
Are green emotions
Our eyes connect
You give the nod
Retreat behind
The new facade
You glide away
You goose the god
Of green emotions
When you offer your hand
It feels too much like a charity stand
Pride wells up and I turn my head
Walls of a kind hammered up in the mind without any instruction
Walls of a kind, like a lockup, confined, it’s a subtle abduction
How in the hell did it ever get
How in the hell did it ever ever get this way
Through the ice
Your image blurs
You hold your cup
You’re so demure
You hold the stage
While I endure
These green emotions
Swallowing
I drain my glass
You’re sipping from
Your demitasse
I fight but I
Succumb at last
To green emotions
I don’t believe this mind
Something turning bitter like quinine
Pride wells up and I turn my head
Scenes of despair that are never really there popping up on my video
Scenes of defeat like a repetitious beat, like a hit on the radio
How in the hell did it ever get
How in the hell did it ever ever get
How in the hell did it ever ever get this way
All I’ve got
Are green emotions......
All I’ve got
Are green emotions......
I see you walk
You are the talk
And I am not
You have the world
And all I’ve got
Are green emotions
Our eyes connect
You give the nod
Retreat behind
The new facade
You glide away
You goose the god
Of green emotions
When you offer your hand
It feels too much like a charity stand
Pride wells up and I turn my head
Walls of a kind hammered up in the mind without any instruction
Walls of a kind, like a lockup, confined, it’s a subtle abduction
How in the hell did it ever get
How in the hell did it ever ever get this way
Through the ice
Your image blurs
You hold your cup
You’re so demure
You hold the stage
While I endure
These green emotions
Swallowing
I drain my glass
You’re sipping from
Your demitasse
I fight but I
Succumb at last
To green emotions
I don’t believe this mind
Something turning bitter like quinine
Pride wells up and I turn my head
Scenes of despair that are never really there popping up on my video
Scenes of defeat like a repetitious beat, like a hit on the radio
How in the hell did it ever get
How in the hell did it ever ever get
How in the hell did it ever ever get this way
All I’ve got
Are green emotions......
All I’ve got
Are green emotions......
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