Monday, February 18, 2008

paul revere

Never thought that I’d be back here
You ride into town on your high horse
Like you are the city’s long lost son
Who has returned home
Standing on my door step unannounced
All smiles with your hands full of treasures
Like nothing ever happened
Say that you’ve learned your lesson
And things will be better the second time around
But what you don’t know is
That I saw you coming from a mile away
Nervous that you were losing your grip
Promises of love, honesty, and security rushed from your lips
I heard that you found that the grass
wasn’t greener on the other side
You claim that you are over your issues
And the distance between us will only exist on a map
But I need you to do both of us a favor
Direct your promises at someone else
Because you and I both know
That I will only be a distraction
Until someone else comes along and catches your eye
And you’ll climb back on your high horse
and ride off into to the sunset
Only to leave your dust behind

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