#alamo
Despite living in San Antonio my entire life, I had never seen inside the Alamo; The same way you said you used to drive around my neighborhood on your way home from work every Sunday, but never inside.
If you or I had turned in, though, I'm sure we wouldn't have liked the view very much. Crooked, outdated, houses lay out along uneven roads, paved decades ago; The ghosts of those who had died fighting a battle that seems so irrelevant and far away, trapped inside heavy stone walls. What was the point?
They're just buildings. Another sight, seen.
How small the must the world be for us to pass each other in our day-to-day life, ignorant to what the future holds?
How many times had I seen you out and about, without ever longing for a deeper connection?
If it wasn't for meeting you, I still wouldn't have went inside the Alamo. You would've kept driving around my neighborhood every Sunday night.
We both would've been unaware of the ghosts that reside behind these heavy walls.
Maybe I would've found a reason to go, and maybe you would've too. Curiosity? Boredom? Perhaps we would've ran into each other. (I like that thought).
Maybe, at that time, instead of embracing these ghosts, they would've scared us away for good.
Either way, I would've never gotten to know you, and that's more terrifying than any ghost we could find in each other.
Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 7:17 PM UTC
-Lyrix
I'd feel like after the Alamo
Feel like only disaster
If ever your love
would ever go
there would be
nothing left after
You know the country
would mourn
They'd fly the Lone Star
at half-mast
I hoped that your love
would never go
Because my love it will last
When you take
a paycheck as a cowboy
in this new
post-modern world
You'll know the value
of a Yankee dollar bill
It's never worth the
sweat and the toil
When you are
this cowboys lady
in this God forsaken age
I hope that you'd never
have a single doubt
That the cowboy is worth
the price that you paid
You'll find me
there at the Alamo
There would be
only disaster
If ever your love
would ever go
there would be
nothing left after
You know the country
would mourn
They'd fly the Lone Star
at half mast
But I hoped that
you'd never go away
Because my love it will last
Time was and maybe
it'll soon be again
When a woman was proud
that her man was a Man
I'll stand by you 'cause
your my Texas Rose
But if you go
I'll join the boys
at the Alamo
'Cause it's the kinda'
battle I'd a chose
You'll find me
there at the Alamo
There would be
nothing left after
I feel like after the Alamo
Feel like only disaster
I hoped that your love
would never go
Because my love it will last
Because my love.....
it will last
-R.
D
(95)
-4MAR
Oct 5, 2017
Oct 5, 2017 at 7:45 AM UTC