coconut skins

January 14, 2007

you can hold her hand
and show her how you cry,
explain to her your weakness
so she understands –
and then roll over and die.

you can brave decisions
before you crumble up inside;
spend your time asking
everyone else’s permission,
and then run away and hide.

you can sit on chimneys
and put some fire up your ass!
no need to know
what you’re doing or waiting for:
but if anyone should ask?
tell’em i’ve been licking coconut skins
and we’ve been hanging out!
tell them God just dropped by to forgive our sins
and relieve us our doubt.

you can hold her eggs,
but your basket has a hole.
you can lie between her legs
and go lookin’ for –
tell her you’re searching for her soul!

you can wait for ages
and watch your compost turn to coal,
but time is contagious:
everybody’s getting old.

you can sit on chimneys
and put some fire up your ass!
no need to know
what you’re doing or waiting for:
but if anyone should ask?
tell’em i’ve been cooking coconut skins
and we’ve been hanging out!
tell them God just dropped by to forgive our sins
and relieve us our doubt.

(Damien Rice)

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