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"Babbling Brooke"


It’s just a game that he and I play

So why do I hang on every word he’ll say

If it’s just a game he and I play

Why do I feel so weird

Why do I feel this way

Games are fun now and again

Our inner child just wants to play pretend

We think and wonder with feeble minds

Brains half the size of things unimaginable

Your eyes are like windows to your bitter soul

Let me go you fiend

Let me go

Your lovely grip stays on my throat

I scream and squirm

But if you let me go I scream don’t let me go

If only you weren’t just in my head you know

You would know if you knew what I knew

But I just don’t have a clue

You know how your words jumble and your feet kind of make you fumble

I feel kind of like a bumble bee

But only when you’re sitting next to me

Defying gravity

If only you and me were a real possibility

Oh how great you would make it if I didn’t have to fake it

If you said you had feelings for me

Then you could awaken my dreams

My dreams, my dreams, my most insightful dreams

The places where I scream

My dreams, my dreams

They haunt me when I sleep

The second I awake in the morning

Is the second I remember how to breathe

You are breathless

No I’m sorry

I meant you make me forget how to breathe

And only in my dreams do I succeed

At making me and you a possibility

Never have I ever wandered so far from light

I wonder would you rather like to come with me to the light

You show off your tattoos and long for your freedom

And I just hear dragons roar that they brought you a step down deeper

So my little playmate, my little trophy spouse

I’d love to show you an angelic glow and everything light’s about

So when you linger here or there or anywhere for that matter

You’ll remember me and know that love feels better than pain

You can say that if there’s no pain then you have no game

But without love, really, there is nothing to gain

And if you can’t be mine my love that’s okay

At least your mere company can bring happiness my way

Can bring me to say

I guess it would be alright if I didn’t have you tomorrow 

Because there’s always yesterday

 

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