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She folds her arms up nicely
lays them down upon the table
wipes her mouth off as she
tries to find another word for love.
She hangs her skin up by the
window looks to see that all the
doors are open
then she sits alone and
wonders where you've gone.
I counted your lingering
I counted time between thunder
and lightning
I counted into silence, counted chickens,
counted sheep, counted 1,2,3,4,5,6,7...
Upstairs she hears the space
between the words you never said
she licks the tiny stone she gave herself and swallows all her worry.
Won't you leave forever, won't you leave for good?
lays them down upon the table
wipes her mouth off as she
tries to find another word for love.
She hangs her skin up by the
window looks to see that all the
doors are open
then she sits alone and
wonders where you've gone.
I counted your lingering
I counted time between thunder
and lightning
I counted into silence, counted chickens,
counted sheep, counted 1,2,3,4,5,6,7...
Upstairs she hears the space
between the words you never said
she licks the tiny stone she gave herself and swallows all her worry.
Won't you leave forever, won't you leave for good?
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Submitted by
twilight31 On Apr 26, 2007
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Haunting...
At first it sounds like longing for the presence of a lover and / or caretaker, and when the male voice comes in, the tone shifts to sorrowful contempt, screaming for the second person to understand the insomnia and pain his or her absence causes. I think the conclusion ["Won't you leave for good?"] indicates that the ablution has finally taken affect, and the clutches on the narrator has been released. Perhaps the everpopular subject of sexual abuse either in the family or church, where religion is used as a catalyst as well as a sustainer for foul play?
"She folds her arms up nicely lays them down upon the table wipes her mouth off as she tries to find another word for love."
Says it all.
Oh yeah, and by the way...
Ablution = Ritual washing.