Caramia

(альбом: Shaming Of The Sun - 1997)

Caramia a blank notebook and a backpocket fade,
you used to mock me sometimes I would cry when I was home later You hurt my feelings,
why why why, send it down in your notebook my wannabe Harriet the spy
And some say your genius is in your madness will you get better then will you leave us?
How you mixed with the darkness at such a young age
until in your chemistry science and violence turned silence to rage
Why are you dreaming this, one shoe off and a bridge to cross over
And where is your taxi fare, are you left by yourself or left by your lover?
For three nights straight now I dream I keep both of my shoes but I've forgotten my lines and
I've misplace my cues, and there's a sea full of faces and a show to go on,
and I'm struck mute at entrance with nothing to draw from
There were the secrets the big bang and the bigger joke
You seem to know all of them and injustice makes you red with choke
You love like you're desperate you don't know what love is
I thought if there was one thing I could give you one thing I could give you, maybe it was this
With your head on the bed board the anguished repeat the sweat of our sadness the twist of the sheets
I don't want what's best for you, where will I be when you've found it?
I pray a lot about these bad feelings inside but I can't pray my way through or around it