This song
I wrote 24/02/08
After him
The reality of him
Spending time with the him I thought I loved
The him on stage
Was different to the him in life
I know he felt the same about me
We had tried it twice
To get a second opinion
Neither of us were professionally trained
I feel like what happened with him was a universe away from where I am now
Oh wait...
I was embarrassed
So many songs
Already out about all the parts we wanted to keep hidden
All the vulnerabilities we so wanted to share
But felt unconditionally judged the first time
Were accepted and joked about the second time
I had already forgiven him
I proved that by driving there
I wanted to show him off
At my party
But he wouldn't come
I would always travel to him
To his life
Living his life
Was safer than my own
I left early that morning
Consciously leaving memories for him he'd probably only throw away
And went back to my reality
A severely pissed off dog
And a poo on the sofa.
Gonna give me time and I’ll fly when I get there all will be fine and be tired but find my way back home
Reflections are no sense to define when I get there change my mind and be trying to find my way back home
I like you I like you
Play an orchestra in the rain and know you feel the same but away in you and yours back home
Accept all the stupid things we do to avoid offerings of heart make a place back home
I like you I like you
You and your imagination, wine, frozen away, stop you, stop you taking care of me, you fool, what’s wrong with you?
Swallow pride say you were right you’ve got your problems I’ve got mine so sleep sleep away back home
You see this I do it all for you not in the way you think I do you say I’m sorry if I hurt you
You say I’m sorry if I hurt you
You say I’m sorry I hurt you
(c) Jessica Grace Everitt 2012
