|
|
SHE WAS A PAINTER
WORDS & MUSIC: Earl P. Reinhalter
I. from fingerpaint to pencils and pastels,
to canvases and animation cels.
"she was a painter,"
they say when she walks by,
as if she already died.
maybe she has - inside.
II. from A-B-Cs to stories on a page,
to poetry and singing on a stage,
"she was a writer,"
they say when she walks by,
as if she already died.
maybe she has - inside.
BRIDGE A: when did the flame burn out? where did it go?
who made the wind hasten the end of the show?
maybe it's her own damn fault, I'm not sure -
giving and giving unto the unliving,
giving and giving
until she has no more.
III. from holding grandma's hand to kissing boys,
to filling her hope chest with erotic toys,
"she was a lover,"
they say when she walks by,
as if she already died.
maybe she has - inside.
BRIDGE B: when did the flame burn out? where did it go?
who made the wind hasten the end of the show?
maybe it's her own damn fault, I'm not sure -
giving and giving unto the unliving,
giving and giving
until she is no more.
© Copyright 2007 Earl P. Reinhalter. All Rights Reserved.
|
