Sunday, October 30, 2005

At Arm's Length

you love me like you ride the train
passive and asleep
dreaming of other faces you'll see
dreaming of other places you will be
dreaming of the other company you'll keep
while you keep me at arm's length

you hold me like a treasure that's been too long underground
you kiss me like a princess with briars all around
you play me like a pedal steel that makes no sound
you look at me like someone lost who never wanted to be found

at first like the French I put up a resistance
then like the Berlin Wall I fell
for like F. Scott you were so persistent
and now like Zelda I'm burning in a beautiful hell

I would like to say "I love you",
plain and simple, but it's not
I would like to say I follow
the complexity of your plot
I would like to say I'm brave enough
to turn another page
I would like to say I'm mature enough
to act your age
I would like to say:

you love me like you ride the train
passive and asleep
dreaming of other faces you'll see
dreaming of other places you will be
dreaming of the other company you'll keep
while you keep me at arm's length



I could really write this in the first person, too... I don't know. I feel like I'm trying a little too hard to be witty here, mostly in the "like the French..." verse.

I dunno. It's very rhyme-y. I like the fingerpicking that's in the music. I like this one. I think it's a keeper.

2 comments:

Chicago Dave said...

You say you could write this in the first person, but isn't it in the first person already? (Allow me to get all grammatical and shit for a moment).

I thought all that was required for the first-person voice was to have the point of view come from the main observer/character.

Or maybe not.

Talk amongst yourselves...

Perdita said...

What I meant to say was, I could have written the first verse as "I" rather than "you."

Grammar nazi.

:)