David Meulen She Told Me
Kept it all close to myself
Call it theft, she said
I call it luck
Coldest I had ever been
Make myself hate me
And no one else
Arms caressing folded knees
Smile depleted long before
She told me she couldn't breath
Unable to see
She told me, she told me
She told me she couldn't breath
She told me I couldn't leave
Cold rise coming
Simple rhyming Simon says
We're running out of time
In years and days
Closest she had ever dared
Seemed quite strange
With sight impaired and all
Seem less human by the day
When ribs start showing problems stay
Oh, pray for no ones guidance please
Unable to see
She told me, she told me
She told me she couldn't breath
She told me I couldn't leave
Cold rise coming
Cold rise coming
