Song of the Day – Bruise

There’s a bruise on my heart where the words went through
Green and purple and black and blue
and it doesn’t really matter if they were true
Green and purple and black and blue
The world will turn, my heart still yearn
and fire burn – I’ll never learn
just what it was this love was for
I don’t think that I’ll need it any more

Just a primate sittin’ in the rain
Not imagining that I’m still sane
Hunting for a hit of novocaine
but there’s no monopoly on pain

Buddies tell me keep your chin up, dear
Tears keep swan-diving into my beer
opportunists whisper in my ear
thanks, I’m drunk enough, I’m outta here

I’d invent a thousand words just to see your face
sit at your feet again and share your space
it was all a golden coin time cannot debase
though it SINKS IN THE WELL OF LIFE WITHOUT A TRACE

There’s a bruise on my heart where the words went through
Green and purple and black and blue
and it doesn’t really matter if they were true
Green and purple and black and blue

AKA THE REJECTION SENSITIVITY DYSPHORIA song

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Allegra

Born 1958. I write, I sing, I watch TV, I try to fulfill my responsibilities.

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