Thursday, February 21, 2013

Between Teeth (Like A Snowstorm)


Gripped between his teeth
(And he knows)
Gripped between her teeth
(And she knows)
Gripped between their teeth
(And they know....they know)

Gripped between his teeth
It's a strand of hair
Gripped between her teeth
Is an old rusty nail, nine inches in and counting

Now they reminisce of days gone by, and they know
They are so afraid of the past, buried it all in snow

Gripped between her teeth
It flares up like a star on fire
Gripped between my teeth
It's her sweet tongue, I bite it off
And swallow it down, the words she said
They're all mine now
And I know...I know I'll never come home again now
I think deep down I am afraid of the past, falling snow

Gripped between his teeth
(And he knows)
Gripped between her teeth
(And she knows)
Gripped between their teeth
(And they know....they know)

And gripped between her teeth
It's my eye, I can't see anything that's worth seeing now
And gripped between my teeth
It's her lips, I think they taste like lies and I don't need that now