Cotopaxi, Ecuador (summer 2012)

Thursday, September 28, 2023

you took a ride

well, you thought i was free
but it was simply your twisted memory

because you see, i've been walking
to escape all your talking

and that road is long
without my favorite song

since you don't know the score
so i'm trying to ignore

what you said
when you jumped me in bed

oh, it was long ago
just before the winter's snow
and that spring was hard
you caught me off guard

i wasn't your little boy
i didn't want to be your toy
but the stars in the sky
heard me cry

when you took me for a ride
thought you were a bride
wore white
every night

wore white
held me tight
took your bite
thought it was your right
to satisfy an appetite

well, you thought i was free
but it was simply your twisted memory

because you see, i was walking
to escape all your talking

and that road is long
without my favorite song

since you don't know the score
so i'm trying to ignore

what you said
when you jumped me in bed

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