Arthur Pope (spartanbard)

Bettersweet (2007)

Lyrics

If this fire would be put out by tears then I would not be burning
If this vice would lessen it's pressure from all my insides turning, it would be

Better than running barefoot through a warm rain
Sweeter than honey smothered over fields of sugar cane
Lighter than feathers in a whirlwind

But now the rain's cold
The taste is bitter
And the weight to great to bear

Floundering focus, dismayed by desire, confused despite my cunning
When time rolls, unveiling the end behind these means I am shunning, it will be

Better than running barefoot through a warm rain
Sweeter than honey smothered over fields of sugar cane
Lighter than feathers in a whirlwind

But now the rain's cold
The taste is bitter
And the weight to great to bear

And all that's left I can think to say is "I am so very very sorry."
And hope that I might somehow be forgiven

And all that's left I can think to do is pray that you find a love that's better
And hope you still believe that you're beautiful

If yesterday dictates, I am dead, and I'm held captive by the memory
If tomorrow reigns, we are alive, and we are free
So let it be! Let it be!

Better than running barefoot through a warm rain
Sweeter than honey smothered over fields of sugar cane
Lighter than feathers in a whirlwind

Better than running barefoot through a warm rain
Sweeter than honey smothered over fields of sugar cane
And lighter than feathers in a whirlwind

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