The Argument
Tell me a long slow tale
about all the good in this life
but you'll never change my mind
as long as you're lying
I am the tree that fell
the forest was empty at the time
but I felt the mercury
rising and red
I am the argument, I am the argument
you haven't won yet
talk to me, why won't you talk to me
I won't apologise
because we don't see eye to eye
It turns out that what you don't know
sometimes can hurt me
I know that borderlines
lie under this painted sky
I can read all the signs
and I know you're lost
I am the argument, I am the argument
you haven't won yet
By Rebecca Padula
© 2007
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