“Any love gleaned from you, I had to beg, steal or borrow…”

Earl,

 

Being in a relationship with a Borderline Personality gal makes one write songs like this:

 

 

♠ Quake ♠

For every question I ask
You’ve got a lie

For every reason I live
(You) Give me two more to die

In the sunlight you bask
While in darkness I wallow

Any love gleaned from you
I’ve had to beg, steal or borrow

Chorus:
The sea starts to boil
The heavens, they fall
The fruit of my toil
Rendered nothing at all
The forests, they burn
The earth trembles and shakes
And everything that once was
Is lost in the quake

And every game that you’d play
I’d have to lose

Of the choices you gave
There’s no right one to choose

So much whiskey and pride
I had to swallow

Crawling that twisted path
You had me follow

Chorus:
The sea starts to boil
The heavens, they fall
The fruit of my toil
Rendered nothing at all
The forests, they burn
The earth trembles and shakes
And everything that once was
Is lost in the quake

 

 

© 1998