Broken Reeds
You tear a hole in my heart
like shattered glass and broken mirrors.
Tears grace my cheeks, burning my skin
and blisters form on my heels...
but I keep marching on, marching on to glory
all for you.
It feels like broken reeds
and betrayal's never hurt this bad.
All of a sudden our world is changed
Flipped upside down and turned around
then shaken up a little bit more.
All after we promised we'd never change.
The blade between my shoulder blades
just barely missed my heart.
So would you like to take it from my back
and try again?
It's right where you left it when you stabbed me
...right in the spot that I can't reach.
Mark time four and one measure to catch my breath
then I have no choice but to continue after
The treble clef trembles on the sheet music
and everything's all just a bit off-key.
Falling down and getting up again,
this continuum stressing my heart past it's limit.
Your touch is all so bittersweet
like a minor key - beautiful and painful.
I feel as if I've lost myself somehow.
Constantly playing with broken reeds.
The wind comes from within, through my heart and into song
yet I'm too confused to feel it.
It feels like broken reeds,
and nothing really feels complete.
I've learned to love the pain I feel
when I feel you near,
but now I begin feel the frayed edges in my heart.
Like broken reeds,
the song of my heart is incomplete.
fine
.... im a music nerd and proud of it.