Phoebe Blume

Phoebe Blume

The Damaged Ones Have No Direction

Song Length 7:22 Genre Rock - General
Tempo Medium (111 - 130) Lead Vocal Female Vocal
Mood Livid Era 2000 and later

Lyrics

I see you now, I feel it all now and I know what you are

You're a torn and damaged kite
Never really flying
Just moving
Always moving
And never touching the ground

Some have chased you down
Grabbed your string and slowed you down
Made you fly the way they wanted
Just trying to get you on the ground
They tried in vain to hold you still...If only for a moment...
Why couldn't you be still?

But your tears, your holes and soiled spaces
Pulled them to unpleasant places
And ripped their hands apart
You always ripped their hands apart
So they had to let you go

They watched you get smaller
and they felt you grow meaner
And they heard you screaming with the wind
And your former captors stood still
Burning and bleeding from their palms
And suddenly they realized
The damaged ones have no direction

I see you now, I feel it all now, and I know what you are

You're the pin oak outside of my window
Out of sync
And out of season
I have watched you for years
And you never drop your leaves

The autumn brings the rain and wind
To weigh you down, to shed your dead
The winter brings its shadow
To convince the old to fall
But you cling to the dead
Not allowing for new life to grow

Don't you see how ugly you've become?
Those old leaves won't keep you young
If you could shed the dead and dry
You'd be more pleasing to the eye

I see you now, I feel it all now and I know what you are

I have given up on pleading
I have felt a shift within me
I can't create life where it doesn't want to grow
And when will I stop feeling
Like I'm earning all these beatings
from your sharp little foot
Your cloven little hoof
That's cracking through my ribs
And is lodged there
And is twisting and pushing
Deeper and deeper

And when will you stop crying
That performance
So rehearsed
And when I turn away disgusted
You turn into a snake
You spit and you twitch like a nasty little snake

But maybe I should thank you
For the venom that you've spewed
For ever drop I've turned into something I could use
And I'm soaking all my weapons
In that acid made by you
And my guns are gleaming
and my barrels are freshly blued

I see you now, I feel it all now and I know who you are

You're a polluted waterway
I used to try and help you
To clean you and protect you
To punish those who ruined you
Bur now I watch you draw them
These vessels made of scum
They help you be the sorry martyr you've become

I see you now, I don't pity you now and I am wise to you now

And now I'm looking down
At this snake that's on the ground
And you're trying to set your teeth
Deeper and deeper and deeper into me

And even though I seem to fold in silent agony
I'm pushing and resisting, your poison out of me
And I'm backing
You out of me
I'm twisting and backing you out of me

Lyrics Phoebe Blume Music Phoebe Blume
Producer Andrew Machin Publisher Phoebe Blume
Performance Phoebe Blume and Andrew Machin
This track is on 1 Member Playlists
Playlist Creator Playlist Name Date Added
Margaret McClure My Top Songs 11/29/2008

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