Judybats

Is what is what it was? Was what was ever really what it is to me today? Is what is what is was?

You'd sit in my momma's kitchen And you'd pour your wine And I'd laugh til I thought I loved

It's like I keep you from myself Like I keep you from everyone else Everyone needs their mystery

There were fireflies Keeping the moon company I was listening to Ricky Lee Some song about sad young

Gazing out the window of some big girder bird Down on mother nature's face, torn-up, twisted, absurd I

Scars on face Paper dolls Casting plastic shadows on plaster walls There is a red candle There is

He dreams of being a matador Waving the cape Killing the killing machine A hero of the ring he drives

In the back of the front Of the middle line Of lovers and friends Meet me incognito Clothed in

I waited for the rain And I prayed for conversation Just one word from you Some sweet sensation

Wwe walked the park and into the rain The bitter droplets Washed the clouds from our eyes Nothing to

Falling like leaves from porcelain trees We break Shattered by the weight of the fall Love is

She slipped up on daylight Night was her best companion I've heard it told She slipped up on daylight

Hearts cannot be broken, they're small squishy things They don't break like glass but they bruise

Convalescing in Spain Trying to purge this sickness You started in me At the outdoor cafes Trying

Love receive this Romeo Novice see, novice do Novice shake and need someone And hope some sweet