woensdag 17 juni 2009

Sometimes I wish I had a bottle
It would be made of glass
Maybe that would make it special
Or maybe make it last
It would contain a heartfelt message
Once swept up by the sea
It would travel across the depths, I know
A gift to you from me


And over the rocking waves it’d go (…go…)
And over the endless blue
And past the darkest secrets (…secrets…)
Because a promise can come true

And over the rushing streams it’d slide (…slide…)
And over the purest green
And past the midnight revelations (…lations…)
My words will cause a scene


Sometimes I wish I had this bottle
To let it out so sea
Maybe that would make it easier
For you to notice me
It could remain a man-made castle
To shield our truth from time
And you would place it on the family mantle
And say it wasn’t mine


And over the rocking waves it’d go (…go…)
And over the endless blue
And past the darkest secrets (…secrets…)
Because a promise can come true

And over the rushing streams it’d slide (…slide…)
And over the purest green
And past the midnight revelations (…lations…)
My words will cause a scene


Yes, at times I wish I had this bottle
Like a casing for my heart
But to think it might affect you deeply
Would be the ending of a start
Although my words do long to tingle
The shapes that make you smile
I know you claimed it’d be much wiser
To stick to things worthwhile...

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