Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Taming the Birds that Turn our Tongues to Fools

It's not worth all the hurt
or the tension between us
It won't do any good
to let emotions fly free
I'd struggle to say
all the words I've been thinking
They'll come out all wrong
and we'll both end up hurting

So tonight
I'll lay down my head
On a pillow of conscience
I'll dream of the life
our memories once shared
I'll lock all those thoughts
way down deep in my soul
and pray
for a better tomorrow

It's not worth all the hurt
or the tension between us
It won't do any good
to let emotions fly free
I'd struggle to say
all the words I've been thinking
They'll come out all wrong
and we'll both end up hurting

And when morning comes
I know I'll be free
Free of the hate
You brought me to, dear
I'll walk a little taller
than I did the day before
And I'll keep on walking
until the hurt, hurts no more

So tonight
I'll lay down my head
on a pillow of conscience
after I've swallowed my pride
and grown a bit stronger
Because its just not worth all the hurt
or all the tension between us
And it just won't do any good
to let all these emotions fly free