posted on June 06, 2003 @ 5:36 pm
"pictures of you," the cure
i was staring at the sky, just looking for a star to pray on, or wish on, or something like that. i was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy whose reality i knew was a hopeless to be had.
but then the dove of hope began its downward slope, and i believed for a moment that my chances were approaching to be grabbed. but as it came down near, so did a weary tear. i thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag.
hunger hurts, and i want him so bad. oh it kills cause i know i'm a mess he don't wanna clean up. i got to fold cause these hands are too shaky to hold. hunger hurts, but starving works when it costs too much to love.
and i went crazy again today, looking for a strand to climb, looking for a little hope. baby said he couldn't stay, wouldn't put his lips to mine, and a fail to kiss is a fail to cope.
i said, "honey, i don't feel so good, don't feel justified. come put a little love here in my void."
he said, "it's all in your head."
and i said, "so's everything." but he didn't get it. i thought he was a man, but he was just a little boy.
hunger hurts, and i want him so bad. oh it kills cause i know i'm a mess he don't wanna clean up. i got to fold cause these hands are too shaky to hold. hunger hurts, but starving works when it costs too much to love.
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