Marley Starskey Butler |
Released 04 August 2013
Marley Starskey Butler | Music, Vocal, Lyrics
Anne-Marie Allen | Female Vocal, Chorus Lyrics
Engineered, Produced and Mixed by Marley Starskey Butler
in The Porage Factory
Cover Design: Emma Reading and Marley Starskey Butler
As I walk on her cloud,
wondering if I’m allowed
to pick up the phone
and hear the sound of her voice.
It's my choice, but really its hers,
she's got control over all my nerves.
and if these words serve
to do nothing but express
the reason I may seem stressed
Its probably for the best
that I pretend to have no interest
but I've Invested all my love
It wasn't enough, incredulous in us.
Petulance is in our residence,
this isn't a home no more
so what’s the score?
I know you're sitting on your sisters couch
unable to vouch,
I'm at home
afraid and alone
staring at the phone.
to caring more than I should
more than she ever could.
Read a horoscope saying Scorpios cling onto the past
as if life is a draft.
(Chorus)I wish you could take the time to listen to the words that I speak.They don't come easily but its the way that I feelI wish you could fine the time to see that you're all that i need open your mind and do not speak and you could set your self free
No love in her voice,
It used to be so sweet,
she spoke to me like I was just cold meat.
It hurt me, but admittedly it made me see
the way I should be
and no longer
will I stare into the air and wonder
whether the thunder
and the rain
in her brain.
The storm is over
and I overstand
that fighting in quicksand
just does more damage in the end
and I can in fact manage and defend my soul
forget holes and falling in them,
I'd rather fight some demons
that were holding me back
so I can relax in a state
of perfect confusion
and not just relapse to a fate
of broken delusion
my brain and my heart are in fusion
so I wont be choosing
just sitting here like Dizzee in the corner in 03.
The story is that solitudes no longer against me.
When I look in this mirror will I see
a mountain staring back or a slide in my iris
either life is perfect , though the opposite matters
dyslexic so mind the grammers
because life is perfect even though the opposite scatters
dyslexic to mind the grammers
I wish you could take the time to listen to the words that I speak.
They don't come easily but its the way that I feel
I wish you could fine the time to see
that you're all that i need
open your mind and do not speak
and you could set your self free
and think about it
stop and think about X2
A well read girl frowned from across the street
It was once said that there minds would one day meet.
They would hold hands nervously
for the first time
after red wine
helped them see
their time had come
their woes were done
who would have thought that they would end up as one.
They were friends and they both were in relationships that met their end too early
or so it seemed to them at the time
but not its their time to represent love
and show the world its worth it.
the build and share their own castle.
Imagine a marriage and two kids
Rosa and Paige.
The years go by they're growing with age
and noticing their parents marriage is falling apart
and that love is a fine art
a canvas of the heart.
Little Rosa is the oldest
thinking that boys are the coldest.
Fights between her mom and dad she has noticed.
When she's older she'll learn
that its part of the process
and the world will still turn
with or without her protest
Paige has got the blue eyes
in the family of brown,
she's three years old
and barely a frown was written on her face
Rosa looks down at her sister with pride
they look nothing alike
but the feeling inside
can never be replaced.
and mom and dad are still married
getting carried down the river
holes in the boat
fixing leaks one by one
trying for a son
still having fun.
Shooting for the stars with a silver lined gun.