Autobiography in the form of songs by chinese and taiwanese women
incapable of telling you so i hold back
unwilling to confess the truth
it's just the way i am
when all i ever really want to do
is stand by your side
and i know that i've always been so good at running but i walk into your fire
and i want you to know
all that i hide
i want you to know
what i can't deny
i want you to know
all that i feel
i want you to know
that this is something real
everytime you travel across my mind it always makes me smile
boy you've got such beautiful eyes, oh how you shine
please don't misunderstand my intentions when i play games
covered in scars i won't mention and i'm hanging my head in shame
and i want you to know
all that i hide
i want you to know
what i can't deny
i want you to know
all that i feel
i want you to know
that this is something real
we always sit and talk about the weather
and after all these letters well there's nothing left to say
and you and i we're both two of a kind
we're always wondering why something more hasn't come our way
but i refuse to believe
oh no this is the only life for me
so i roam these open roads
the nights are bitter and the days are cold
so i roam these open roads
in search of better i'm in search of home
you seem surprised, i see it in your eyes
but i can't lie
this was never what i had in mind
i walk in this line pretending everything's fine
well this isn't living it's just getting by
and i may be naive
but not too proud to leave
so i roam these open roads
the nights are bitter and the days are cold
so i roam these open roads
in search of better i'm in search of home
so i roam
and i roam in search of home
strange how you know inside me
I measure the time and I stand amazed
strange how I know inside you
my hand is outstretched toward the damp of the haze
and of course I forgive
I've seen how you live
like a phoenix you rise from the ashes
you pick up the pieces
and the ghosts in the attic
they never quite leave
and of course I forgive
you've seen how I live
I've got darkness and fears to appease
my voices and analogies
ambitions like ribbons
worn bright on my sleeve
strange how we know each other
strange how I fit into you
there's a distance erased with the greatest of ease
strange how you fit into me
a gentle warmth filling the deepest of needs
and with each passing day
the stories we say
draw us tighter into our addiction
confirm our convictions
that some kind of miracle
passed on our heads
and how I am sure
like never before
of my reasons for defying reason
embracing the seasons
we dance through the colors
both followed and led
strange how we fit each other
strange how certain the journey
time unfolds the petals for our eyes to see
strange how this journey's hurting
in ways we accept as part of fate's decree
so we just hold on fast
acknowledge the past
as lessons exquisitely crafted
painstakingly drafted
to carve us as instruments
that play the music of life
for we don't realize
our faith in the prize
unless it's been somehow elusive
how swiftly we choose it
the sacred simplicity
of you at my side
it's so beautiful here, she says, this moment now.
and this moment, now.
and I never thought I would find her here:
flannel and satin, my four walls transformed.
but she's looking at me, straight to center,
no room at all for any other thought.
and I know I don't want this.
oh I swear I don't want this.
there's a reason I don't want this but I forgot.
in the terminal she sleeps on my shoulder,
hair falling forward, mouth all askew.
fluorescent announcements beat their wings overhead:
passengers missing; we're looking for you.
and she dreams through the noise, her weight against me,
face pressed into the corduroy grooves.
maybe it means nothing, maybe it means nothing,
maybe it means nothing but I'm afraid to move.
and the words: they're everything and nothing.
I want to search for her in the offhand remarks.
who are you, taking coffee, no sugar?
who are you, echoing street signs?
who are you, the stranger in the shell of a lover,
dark curtains drawn by the passage of time?
oh words, like rain, how sweet the sound.
well anyway, she says, I'll see you around...