It's a Dark Night
hot air hangs like a dead man
from a white oak tree
people sitting on porches
thinking how things used to be
dark night
dark night
the neighborhood was changing
strangers moving in
a new boy fell for a local girl
when she made eyes at him
she was young and pretty
no stranger to other men
but doors were being locked at night
old lines were drawn again
I thought things like that
didn't matter anymore
I thought all the blood
had been shed long ago
from a white oak tree
people sitting on porches
thinking how things used to be
dark night
dark night
the neighborhood was changing
strangers moving in
a new boy fell for a local girl
when she made eyes at him
she was young and pretty
no stranger to other men
but doors were being locked at night
old lines were drawn again
I thought things like that
didn't matter anymore
I thought all the blood
had been shed long ago
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Date: 2011-10-04 02:55 pm (UTC)Look, I don't exactly have a lot of experience with that, floods and ports aside. Before I came here I had only been with one person and I had so many walls that it took a lot to trust people, to even want to get close to people. So I'm not the kind of girl who sleeps with whoever and whenever. I prefer to be at least dating that person and...[Groan. Why is this so difficult?]...we're friends, Richie. Just friends. I'm sorry you want more, but I can't give you that.