Be
Your Own Girl |
I
know you're tired of waking up on the floor Pushed to the edge with nothing heavy to hold
Using your clothes as a blanket and a bed Holding your hands just to lay your
head I know you don't remember ever falling down, Who picked you up, who gathered
around But you don't have to be his girl And you don't have to be my girl
You can always be your own girl With the sound of your feet you follow yourself to sleep
Restless and ageless and looking for somethin' to keep, When you finally fall asleep you're awake in dreams,
Hanging by the ankles in a skeleton ravine I know you've kicked the lights, fell on your shoes,
Punched out the colors, leaving you the blues But you don't have to be his girl
And you don't have to be my girl You can always be your own girl There's a soft melody that's ringing in my ears
Simple and slow and it always brings you here With broken crayons you've scribbled on the wall
Shapes of nothing and shadow box them all Your fingertips are broke and your knees don't bend,
Your imagination took the worst hit and cut it's skin But you don't have to be his girl,
You don't have to be my girl, You can always be your own girl There's a soft melody that's ringing in my ears
And it's the same one you could never avoid in yours, And if you lay down you can hear from
tongue to tails About a tattooed rhythm and drumming by color wheel Your rung is broken on
the bottom of the rope And you can't tie another, another knot of hope And you don't have to be
this girl And you don't have to be my girl You can always be your own
girl
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released as a single video directed by Paula Greif 1993 words and music by Jakob Dylan appears on The Wallflowers |