27‏/08‏/2009

Killing me softly


I heard he sang a good song
I heard he had a style
and so i came to see and listen for a while
and there he was this young boy a stranger to my eyes
Struming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
killing me softy with his song
telling my whole life with his words
~
I felt all flushed with fever ~ Embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on struming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
killing me softy with his song
telling my whole life with his words
~
he sang as if he knew me
In all my darkness fair and then he looked right through me as if i wasn't there
and he kept on singing.. singing clear and strong
Struming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
killing me softy with his song
telling my whole life with his words
killing me softly with his song
KILLING ME SOFTLY ~

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