An arrow shot in the direction of you
But for no other reason than sin.
We’ve taken what we can of the others
Yet nobody knew when this fight would begin.
Someone once fell in a field of ashes
After a fire destroyed the town.
I stood right in the middle of it yelling
In this beautiful yellow gown.
Once upon a time there was a love
I couldn’t feel, or take.
He took parts of me little by little
The entire ordeal was fake.
A small country lifted the ban on life
You could now live life as you please.
Nobody understood the rules they imposed
Nor the reason for the untreated disease.
There were rows and rows of corn in Nebraska
That someone took time to plant.
I wanted to take a couple home
But the farmer said I can’t.
Hues of green lifted by fog
Left in spades of gray.
They wanted me to give a speech one time
But nothing could get me to stay.
The simple pleasures of life seem to bore me
They are regimented and not refined.
I like my fun in waves of danger
But why isn’t clearly defined.
I’m a sudden impact when nothing is around
A moment that is a bit hazy.
You may shake your head at his love for me
But I’m exactly his kind of crazy.