What I'm Not

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Reynolds, ASCAP@2010


I don't remember

What made you cry

I don't remember

Those tears in your eye. 

I've forgotten

All those things I felt

I must've been affected

But you could never tell. 


One kiss

Would seal the deal

Futures changed

By the squealing of an Oldsmobile


Washed out your naive face

2 lonely youngsters  

Trying to find their own space. 


We're clouds of dust

Off the German Church Road

Scattered to the four corners

At the edge of the world.

I’m as far away from there

As when I stood on that spot

I don’t what I am yet

But I sure know what I’m not. 


Dark suits

On a cloudy, cloudy day

Water falling

In a muddy grave

She searched my eyes

For some sign of sadness

But I couldn't find emotion

I guess that's what a man is. 


Black high heels

On the wet pavement

Red lipstick

On a filter cigarette.

I kept dreaming

Was delusional madness

There seemed no escape

Oh, I'd never come back from this. 


This guitar

Wanted to be strummed

Big ideas

I just had to think of one. 

But it's a mighty hill to climb

On the shoulders of giants

When you reek of desperation

And your voice becomes silent. 


Don’t hold your breath

This might take a little while

With my patience wearing thin

Am I completely out of style? 

Nothing’s gonna happen you say

Would you blame me for trying?

When I burst from out of nowhere

I’m not known for my great timing. 


Cause this town

Loves a big come back

The fallen are forgiven

If you get that second chance.

But you're tainted and repentant

And you'll always be indebted to

The fickleness forgiveness of the

Ones who buy the song and dance