Bitter Kind
Sophie Zelmani
Tell that poor thing
to open his eyes
Tell him to open a door
to his house
Tell him the sun is shining outside
And the stars spark brightly
almost every night
Tell him some flowers
already have grown
Tell him the ice broke
this afternoon
Tell him fisherman are
out there to catch
Tell him the lovers are
so angry to match
Ask that poor thing if
he is alright
Ask him why he is so eager to fight
Ask him how many years
that have gone
And ask him why he hasnt moved on
Warned that poor thing
but whos gonna pay
Mourning about the danger
in his ugly way
And tell him that some
smokes are too good to ignore
Tell him there are some
flavours you could be born for
Ask him why yelling dont
reach his mind
Tell him theres no mercy
for the bitter kind
WAH
200910.6
End
Bitter Kind
Sophie Zelmani
Tell that poor thing
to open his eyes
Tell him to open a door
to his house
Tell him the sun is shining outside
And the stars spark brightly
almost every night
Tell him some flowers
already have grown
Tell him the ice broke
this afternoon
Tell him fisherman are
out there to catch
Tell him the lovers are
so angry to match
Ask that poor thing if
he is alright
Ask him why he is so eager to fight
Ask him how many years
that have gone
And ask him why he hasnt moved on
Warned that poor thing
but whos gonna pay
Mourning about the danger
in his ugly way
And tell him that some
smokes are too good to ignore
Tell him there are some
flavours you could be born for
Ask him why yelling dont
reach his mind
Tell him theres no mercy
for the bitter kind
WAH
200910.6
End
