happy birthday
Please accept my apologies, I wonder what would have been.
Would you have been a little angel or an angel of sin?
Tom-boy running around, hanging with all the guys.
Or a little tough boy with beautiful brown eyes.
I paid for the murder before they determined the sex,
choosing our life over your life meant your death.
And you never got a chance to even open your eyes,
sometimes I wonder as a fetus if you fought for your life.
Would you have been a little genius? In love with math?
Would you have played in your school clothes and made me mad?
Would you have made me quit smoking by finding one of my lighters?
I wonder about your skin tone and shape of your nose,
and the way you would've laughed and talked fast or slow.
I think about it every year, so I picked up a pen.
Happy birthday, I love you for whoever you would've been.
What I thought was a dream, was as real as it seemed.
I made a mistake
I got a million excuses, as to why you died.
And other people got their own reasons for homicide.
Who's to say it would've worked and who's to say I wouldn't have
The fear of being my mother has never disappeared,
My vision of a family was artificial and fake
so when it came time to create, I made a mistake.
Happy birthday, I love you for whoever you would've been.
And from the Heavens to the womb to the Heavens again.
From the ending to the ending, never got to begin.
Maybe one day we can meet face to face,
in a place without time and space.
Happy birthday.
Would you have been a little angel or an angel of sin?
Tom-boy running around, hanging with all the guys.
Or a little tough boy with beautiful brown eyes.
I paid for the murder before they determined the sex,
choosing our life over your life meant your death.
And you never got a chance to even open your eyes,
sometimes I wonder as a fetus if you fought for your life.
Would you have been a little genius? In love with math?
Would you have played in your school clothes and made me mad?
Would you have made me quit smoking by finding one of my lighters?
I wonder about your skin tone and shape of your nose,
and the way you would've laughed and talked fast or slow.
I think about it every year, so I picked up a pen.
Happy birthday, I love you for whoever you would've been.
What I thought was a dream, was as real as it seemed.
I made a mistake
I got a million excuses, as to why you died.
And other people got their own reasons for homicide.
Who's to say it would've worked and who's to say I wouldn't have
The fear of being my mother has never disappeared,
My vision of a family was artificial and fake
so when it came time to create, I made a mistake.
Happy birthday, I love you for whoever you would've been.
And from the Heavens to the womb to the Heavens again.
From the ending to the ending, never got to begin.
Maybe one day we can meet face to face,
in a place without time and space.
Happy birthday.
28 dec 2008
- meld ongepast verhaal
-
Willemijn
zondag 28 december 2008 20:12
Zo'n mooi lied.
Die tekst is echt hartverscheurend
Log in om een reactie te plaatsen.
- O 09 nov 2009 I guess that makes you..
- O 07 nov 2009 net als houden van..
- O 07 nov 2009 vergeet mij
- O 28 okt 2009 r.i.p lieve opa ( 5 )
- O 25 okt 2009 slaap lekker liefste opa ( 3 )
- O 21 okt 2009 something i need to do
- O 18 okt 2009 love
- O 10 mei 2009 een plus een..
- O 10 mei 2009 je gaat me..
- O 10 mei 2009 She
- O 02 feb 2009 chaos ( 1 )
- O 01 feb 2009 forget me ( 1 )
- O 31 jan 2009 .
- O 28 jan 2009 isn't it strange
- O 28 dec 2008 happy birthday ( 1 )