when i'm not writing my own stuff i am always examining lyrics of songs that catch my heart. i'm a poet - it's my nature.
of late i have been pondering a lot about love and life and relationships between lovers and friends. what makes someone become *the one* that you can't stop thinking about? what takes a relationship beyond just two people having fun together & why does it happen? what is it that feeds that passion, that glorious, frustrating, amazing, irritating feeling that you'd give your left arm if only they'd understand that you love them and all that's required of them is that they love you in return.
why is it so frightening?
and what keeps me from being able to utter those words?
anyway. i love this song that's posted below. it speaks to me.
because beyond all else, beyond the facade of bravery, the veneer of peacefullness, i am a poet - and when i love i love deeply and competely and without reason.
it's a crazy world. it's a strange life. but it's mine and all in all i do love my wounded, quirky self.
"Samson"
You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first
Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth
I have to go, I have to go
Your hair was long when we first met
Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
He ate a slice of wonder bread and went right back to bed
And history books forgot about us and the bible didn't mention us
And the bible didn't mention us, not even once
You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first
Beneath the stars came fallin' on our heads
But they're just old light, they're just old light
Your hair was long when we first met
Samson came to my bed
Told me that my hair was red
Told me I was beautiful and came into my bed
Oh I cut his hair myself one night
A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light
And he told me that I'd done alright
And kissed me 'til the mornin' light, the mornin' light
And he kissed me 'til the mornin' light
Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
Ate a slice of wonderbread and went right back to bed
Oh, we couldn't bring the columns down
Yeah we couldn't destroy a single one
And history books forgot about us
And the bible didn't mention us, not even once
You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first
