The Twilight Hour

You're laying on your bed
 And making shadows on the wall
 It's almost too hot to move
 Outside your window
 People are driving home from work
 For the weekend
 But your waiting for the phone to ring
 Your gonna tell her exactly what you think
 You practice getting your mouth around the words
 That explain the way you feel
 You've been scared to show your real self
 In case she doesn't like what she sees
 You've been a prostitute to humility
 She's invaded your life
 And you've got to live apart
 In order to survive
 You were emotionally independent
 But starved of affection
 But now you've been trapped by tenderness
 And been beaten into submission
 It's now way past the hour she usually phones
 You've decided not to tell her your little joke
 Where could she have got to?
 Why is she torturing you?
 You roll on your side
 And run your fingers through your hair
 Your scared of losing her
 And facing yourself
 A red sky at night may be a shepherds delight
 But your cutting chunks from your heart
 And rubbing the meat into your eyes
 She can't leave you now
 You've given up all your friends
 You're relying on her
 For your independence
 She can't leave you here
 Alone and defenseless
 You're relying on her
 For your independence
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 You're relying on her
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