Telling Me, Making ChoicesWhy would you tell Why would you tell me Why wouldn't you go And why did you say that? I can see you moving over this water Swiftly to me across the lake I can't look back and I can't look forward Nothing resolved, nothing to bake Why would you? Cauterize me Deceive me But a swindler you are. Watching the oaks sway in the sky Watching the blades of the windmills rotate They all tell me That I am one of the wise men A fool Hearted and not grounded You've left me stuck I have two choices Which one should I make? © 2007 David Greg Harth 07.01.18.13:35:05@205HudsonNYC |
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