Word Thingys: Salome Strangelove
I don’t trust the easy ones — not anymore
Though once was a time that came long before
I believed that creation could play without price
So I reaped inspiration, never thought twice
Now I know how the bitter hides alongside the sweet
Like the pain within pleasure, the two often meet
But their final exchange isn’t what you ask for
So I don’t trust the easy ones — not anymore
Easy come, easy go, easy won, easy lost
Oh the stars will align and the stars they will cross
Easy come, easy go, easy give, easy take
Oh how, hearts, they will fall, and hearts, they will break
I don’t trust the easy ones — they often lie
With painted up promises, warm whiskey sighs
They steal all my focus, distract and seduce
Unbutton my tongue, fly my hair loose
But each footstep I follow just doubles back
Into the strange lands of wrong-sided tracks
Where the nomads and vagabonds won’t meet my eye
So I don’t trust the easy ones — they often lie
Easy come, easy go, easy won, easy lost
Oh the stars will align and the stars they will cross
Easy come, easy go, easy give, easy take
Oh how, hearts, they will fall, and hearts, they will break
I don’t trust the easy ones — but always want to
They just feel so right, so simple and true
Mirages of splendor that steal all my breath
Whispering secrets and soft shibboleths
Their fruit’s oh, so tempting — “Take a bite, take a seed
Lay at rest in the shade, take all you need”
They remind me of home, they remind me of you
So, I can’t trust the easy ones — but always want to
Easy come, easy go, easy won, easy lost
Oh the stars will align and the stars they will cross
Easy come, easy go, easy give, easy take
Oh how hearts, they will fall, and hearts, they will break
Oh, I don’t trust the easy ones — not anymore
All their driftwood and seashells I leave by the shore
The lighthouse still turns, but there’s a lock on the door
‘Cause, I don’t trust the easy ones — not anymore
Easy stars, easy hearts, ever after, before
No, I don’t trust the easy ones — not anymore