ALL I LEAVE BEHIND IS TRUE

All I leave behind is true
Forsake me, I might sneak back
What I've got left is biography:
Movie clip, playlist, scrapbook
Of you and me, him and you

I never was one for song
You are still a world of joy
I wax catastrophic:
Letter bomb, dirty finger
It gets sticky just dreaming of you

Where's my match made in heaven?
I pray for one to do me good
Pick me up from pestilence
(Bad blood, bad brew, bad burn)
Bear me none the worse for wear

I press on because she's there
Downtown or in another country
Wherever it is God cools His heels:
Paradise, park bench, bar stool
All I leave behind is you

.copyright © 2003 by Rosendo M Makabali.

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