Monday 9 January 2012

Naturally


There’s sweet, icy piano music a-slidin’
It’s natural
Sweet background music
But the piano ain’t where I’m lookin’
Cuz she’s a-standin’ there
Existin’
S’all

Just standin’ round, natural-like
But elusive, y’know? So… elusive
Got that dark brown hair, an that way she moves… even when she’s not…
A special, so original smile
An I steal a glance at that smile, an that hair, an those moves
An brother, I just don’t know
Can’t make no sense out of myself
I’m just confused
But she…
She’s still there
A-standin’ around, all natural-like
An she’s just out of reach
Too… damn… elusive
An brother, I’m pretty sure it’s my fault

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