Leesha Harvey: Music
Wounds
(Leesha Harvey)
Shored-up defenses
Like privacy fences
Welcome the enemy
But keep out the friend
Hits and near misses
Of traitorous kisses
They flatter at first
But they kill in the end
Chorus:
So bring on the wounds that heal
Show me which weapon is real
And as I put my arms down
Would you put yours around me?
I’ll welcome the wounds, my friend
Critics and mockers and
Occasional stalkers
Rivals and renegade foes in disguise
Fans and well wishers
And good advice-dishers
how will I see through my ever-vain eyes?
(Chorus)
The portcullis is up, the draw bridge is down
The white flags are flying all around
Pacing the look-out, watching for you
My sweet-footed messenger, tempered and true
Time will reveal
if the things that I feel
Align with reality
or just with my fear
Though I feel busted,
these wounds can be trusted
Blowing away all the smoke from the mirrors
(Chorus)
© 2008 Leesha Harvey