the Vow Song.

quite the crush we have here
she comes from no-where on the nothing
and I wish there was something there
but then again maybe I don¹t
a goddess of highway she¹s a bus she¹s a beauty
she¹s something all of her own she won¹t stop
and I don¹t want to stop her,
it’s her bulldozer self is what I Love of her
I¹m getting nowhere with my words just a little deeper,
I couldn¹t talk myself out of a cardboard box
but I could talk myself into anything
sometimes I think people should see what I want to be
not what I was but what I will be
sometimes I want to be something other than what I am
we¹re the ones standing on chairs
we¹re the one sitting on tables
we¹re the ones sprawled on the floor
we¹re 7/10 dead but at least 3/10 alive.
you¹re the ones filling out forms
you¹re the ones filing through lines
in the rush hour in the rush hour
you¹re 10/10 dead you¹re 10/10 dead you¹re 10/10 dead you¹re 10/10 dead
I vow to be a little more confident
I vow to be a little less egotistical
but those of you who know me know that I¹ve tried
sometimes my head fills so big it swells to fill the sky
I might be coming down soon I might be coming down
so soon
please don¹t die, we¹ll miss you
sideswept off a road my camera shakes and my body¹s shaking
please don¹t die, I¹ll miss you
and it was a long road home you drove too fast I hear…
©1997 rob hinkal