Scaffolds Of Muscle
If I can sing inside these chains,
The space between the bars,
If I can dream of shooting up an up
Till I'm above the law.
If I can live on after you,
An not begin t rip,
I'll make it, I'll make it, I'll make it, I'll make it.
If I can race the speed of life
But live inside the time.
If I can mark the dust of centuries
An write between the lines.
If I can stand up when you're gone
An not begin t rip,
I'll make it, I'll make it, I'll make it, I'll make it.
If this smile holds the frame of my face,
An scaffolds of muscle will keep it in place.
The shape of creation, the absence of memory
Will enter this project an fill up your head space.
I will kiss you every sundown,
I will keep your fading ghost,
I will throw my sorrow far from you
An push my heart too close.
If I can laugh inside these chains
An shake 'em 'fore they rust,
If I can threaten hearts with wooden stakes
Before you call my bluff.
If I can smile when you're gone
I'll make it, I'll make it, I'll make it, I'll make it.
If this smile holds the frame of my face,
An scaffolds of muscle will keep it in place.
The shape of creation, the absence of memory
Will enter this project an fill up your head space.
I will kiss you every sundown,
I will keep your fading ghost,
I will throw my sorrow far from you
An push my heart too close.
I will break these chains that hold me,
I will fight it all the way,
A world is dead inside my head
But I rebuild it day by day.
If I cried, would you come back?
Change your mind with my heart attack?
If I shouted would you hear that
When you're gone?
When you're gone.
© Daniel Wakefield 2005
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