#332. tumbling

July 23, 2010

tumbling
back down the path
memorized marblized emotions
fuck with me and i cry old tears
but your clear eyes find mine
returning me to now
tumbling

2 Responses to “#332. tumbling”

  1. Evelyn said

    “fuck with me and i cry old tears”
    better out then in…
    whats that old song?

    Cry to Me
    Solomon Burke

    When your baby leaves you all alone
    And nobody calls you on the phone

    Don’t you feel like crying
    Don’t you feel like crying
    Well, here I am, my honey
    Come on, cry to me

    When you’re all alone
    In your lonely room
    And there’s nothing but
    The smell of her perfume

    Don’t you feel like crying
    Don’t you feel like crying
    Don’t you feel like crying
    Come on, come on, cry to me

    Nothing can be sadder
    Than a glass of wine alone
    Loneliness, loneliness
    Such a waste of time, oh, yes

    You don’t ever have
    To walk alone, oh, you see
    Oh, come on, take my hand
    And, baby, won’t you
    Walk with me, oh, yeah

    When you’re waiting
    For a voice to come
    In the night and
    There is no one

    Don’t you feel like crying (cry to me)
    Don’t you feel like crying (cry to me)
    Ah don’t you feel like
    A c-c-c-cry (cry to me)

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