Fourteen today, and you went dancing.
|
Music mixed with laughter, and boys can be so immature.
|
They made you drink a bit too much,
|
Everything's a blur to feel and touch.
|
Did he really like you? Well, how can you be sure enough?
|
|
Twenty-three today, and all your friends are getting married.
|
You say they're so scared of being alone,
|
So self-righteously you march through teachers' college.
|
Still so much in life you gotta get to know,
|
Seems like everybody's so content to move so slow.
|
|
And when you think you've got your life so well-controlled, it slips away.
|
And the years, like raindrops falling from your life, are washed away,
|
washed away.
|
And you're so brilliant, you're so gifted, so sensitive, so strong,
|
As you hide behind your barricade of words,
|
But no one got close enough to you to have ever heard.
|
|
I met you at a party.
|
You were drunk and full of world advice, and I was getting nervous.
|
And you said you had a child who was a genius,
|
And you smiled as the living room transformed into your circus.
|
|
Someone whispered you were 39 today,
|
A face so young, eyes so old. You collapsed into the corner
|
Like somebody up on verbs, you near seduced me with your verbs as I reached
|
out for you,
|
You said over and over,
|
"Oh, when you think you've got your life so well-controlled, it slips away.
|
And the years, like raindrops falling from your life, are washed away,
|
washed away."
|
And you're so brilliant, you're so gifted, so tragic and so wrong,
|
As you hide behind your barricade of words,
|
But you know, no one got close enough to you to have ever heard.
|
|
Children come home from school, shout and laugh with all their life.
|
Shut them out fast before you think of the past, turn out all of your lights.
|
Go to bed, go to sleep, don't think, don't feel as the nighttime owns a
|
prayer.
|
But maybe somewhere deep inside there's some meaning aching to be shared.
|
|
Fourteen today, and you were dancing
|
|
-----------------
|
Fourteen Today
|
| Dan Hill |
