What's Real
It was a cold night; reach for the pocket to stroke light
Smoke exit his throat ‘til he choke on his own spite
Rolled dice when he walked this concrete
Felt blessed when he didn’t end up on the wrong street
This day felt different; maybe shady
Started out fine; met a dime, a beautiful lady
Took her to a local bar, I forget the name
Taken back; she was a scholar with a perfect frame
Commence to conversation, they spoke knowledge,
She's been through college, now buildin’ a foundation
A female simplistic and very artistic
Now they gettin’ in it and wordplay gettin’ vivid
Thinkin’, “this one is special, she's so interestin’”
Catching every word that passed her lips, always listenin’
Gleam in her eyes, he knows he found something real
Used to be about what he sees; now it’s all in how he feels
Used to be about what he sees; now it's all in how he feels
...
Usually, here’s where he steals her heart, but she has trust issues
'Cuz the last one she trusted misused
She said, “Within my soul exists you
And I remember it every time I kiss you
I miss you when I reminisce
on what we been through." He blew one back, asked “Will this do?”
Cold eyes pierce her like a pistol
Shook her system deep down like a missle
...
Back to the present, she says "This'll never work
'Cuz no offense, but you remind me of the forever hurt.
And to go through it again? For what is it worth
She turned, whispered, "There's nothing real left on this earth."
This hit him in his gut, but he walked and followed
'Cuz when she turned around, he looked deep inside her and saw the sorrow
He said "I wanna be here for you tomorrow
Don't have to give me your whole heart now, just let me borrow
I know how it feels, and I'll never leave you hollow
Don't gotta believe me, but the past is something to swallow
Time moves fast, Apollo, and it's obselete
So girl, I'm glad you and me took the time to stop and speak
And if our paths cross again, see ya soon."
Penned her number on his palm, walked off in the light of the moon
And there he stood on that cold night, flame ignited
Choking on his own spite but his own life is what he's rewriting
Copyright © Ryan Nash | Year Posted 2010
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