I'm gonna tell a secret
for all we know, a lie,
I'm sure you're sure to keep it
cause no one else cares why.
We potted wild ivy
and left it sittin' out
the roots we hardly watered
and in spite of years of draught
it climbed upon my outer wall
and once over the sill
the ivy grew into my heart
it's growin' wild still.
time has past us by my friend
like Ivy up a wall,
a vine of green on everything
which feeds it's will to crawl
Now don't be making promises
let's keep it on the low
We never said "forever"
and none will ever know
and just like wild Ivy
I wish it weren't true
love doesn't need much love to feed
upon a heart that's through
Clipping back the foliage
that's crowding out my brain
the roots embedded deeply
are really quite a pain
The leaves obscure my sunshine
and cloud my vison too
to think our lives could pass us by
without a word from you.
This love's not one to keep in touch
no social butterfly
but tend to take it day to day
it's plans made on the fly
I let the wild ivy in
it's just a simple vine
low maintanance and oxygen
I thought we'd be just fine.
But truth be told
this green ain't gold
and bricks beneath are tired
the mortar's cracked from roots which hacked
and into crevice wired.
I'd never believed
weeda lasted this long
without a word from you
it's time to cut the Ivy back
and let the truth be true.
Sep 24, 2013
Sep 24, 2013 at 12:33 AM UTC
I'm gonna tell a secret
for all we know, a lie,
I'm sure you're sure to keep it
cause no one else cares why.
We potted wild ivy
and left it sittin' out
the roots we hardly watered
and in spite of years of draught
it climbed upon my outer wall
and once over the sill
the ivy grew into my heart
it's growin' wild still.
time has past us by my friend
like Ivy up a wall,
a vine of green on everything
which feeds it's will to crawl
Now don't be making promises
let's keep it on the low
We never said "forever"
and none will ever know
and just like wild Ivy
I wish it weren't true
love doesn't need much love to feed
upon a heart that's through
Clipping back the foliage
that's crowding out my brain
the roots embedded deeply
are really quite a pain
The leaves obscure my sunshine
and cloud my vison too
to think our lives could pass us by
without a word from you.
This love's not one to keep in touch
no social butterfly
but tend to take it day to day
it's plans made on the fly
I let the wild ivy in
it's just a simple vine
low maintanance and oxygen
I thought we'd be just fine.
But truth be told
this green ain't gold
and bricks beneath are tired
the mortar's cracked from roots which hacked
and into crevice wired.
I'd never believed
weeda lasted this long
without a word from you
it's time to cut the Ivy back
and let the truth be true.
about settling for thoughts and memories which substitute for an actual relationship...
