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writings about
walking around
,
the prom
,
and
moving forward
.
We walk so close together yet beyond each other's sight.
Saying "Would you rather I lie to you, dear?" doesn't make everything turn out alright.
She's there, though she remains at home and I should be glad I guess
That you've finally found someone to help you through all of your madness.

You tell me that your sorry but there's been a change in plans
Well I'm sorry too but my desires won't be set by your demands

Kathryn dances bearing a light to your darkness
Kathryn dances restoring your faith in your dreams
Do you think that I'm so blind I can't see what this means
Don't wonder why
Why even try to say more than goodbye goodbye

I was so scared I'd lose you some nights that I'd stare out my window
Just hoping to see your shadow in the streetlamp lights below
'Cause when you looked into my eyes, you tore into my soul
And silly me thought you held the key that would finally make me become whole.

You say that my reaction's cold, that I'm fighting a losing game
But with all including friendship gone why did you think I remained?

Kathryn dances bearing a light to your darkness
Kathryn dances restoring your faith in your dreams
Do you think that I'm so blind I can't see what this means
Don't wonder why
Why even try to say more than goodbye goodbye

But through all of our silent fights one thing remains true
I hate it, God I hate it, but I need you.
I need you

We walked so close together but that was many years ago
Kathryn's heart turned ice and it wasn't so nice the way she let you go
So now I hear that you're living in the bottom of a glass
Moaning "Why'd I ever fall in love?" while I ask why do I love such an ass?
I tell you that I'm sorry for all the sadness that you feel
But your drama holds no charms for me
I'm looking for a love that's real...
Miranda, 04/21/07

2 comments | others by Miranda





This is, I hope, far in the past where it can now only make you whistful. It's good to reach the point of remembering even past hurts with a nostalgic fondness, for shaping us as they did.
Father, 04/22/07

It is.

All but the last verse are from 19 years ago -- possibly almost to the day -- and the last verse is from 15, coming from the then-current relationship.

Neither individual that it was for has seen it. Only one other person had prior to it being typed out for the interweb last night.

The second verse will scan to Suzanne Vega's 'Some Journey'. But it has it's own melody.

I have never sung it for anyone.
Miranda, 04/22/07





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