2007-10-02 - 5:32 a.m.
Tangled Up IN PINK Early one mornin' before the sun was shinin', I was layin' in bed Wond'rin' if I should get up Take the little ones to the bathroom . My folks thought our lives together Sure was gonna be nice He said he loved Mama's homemade dress Papa's bankbook was big enough. YEt I was left standin' on the side of the road Rain fallin' from the sky On a dark drive on the back country roads Told "sign or you'll die "
I've paid my dues I think, Tangled up in pink. I was married when we first met Soon to be divorced He helped me out of a jam, I guess, But then used a little too much force. He drove that car as fast as he could Threatened to Abandon me Should have split on that dark sad night Both agreeing it was best. He turned around to look at me With those wild eyes of one who can't think I heard him say over my shoulder, "Who will find you on this avenue, Tangled up in pink." He had a few jobs in the great tech bubble designed networks for AOL, working as a CEO for a spell But he didn't like it all that much and one day the market just fell. Emerging from the rubble he drifted back to the California coast Workin' for a while on a corporate board Pretending he was whole. But all the while HE felt alone The past was close behind, NO matter what he wanted others to think He clearly lost his mind, Bitter as he continued to sink Tangled up in pink. My EX was still in a soulless place barely living on who knows what and beer, I just kept lookin' at my children's faces Their need for a father was so clear. So we tried every therapy Imago, anger management and compassion power but the cycle did not change He was standing there in back of my chair I felt like I didn't even know my own name As he'd scream at me I'd hold my breath In a state so very strange I must admit I felt more than a little uneasy and knew the end was near When objects were flung at me along with words
Wasn'r surprised when the next thing thrown was me across the floor
And knew soon I had to head out the door
But the last straw was when he drove without tying the kids in the car seats I think, and one girl's belly swelled with his hand print Tangled up in pink. A neighbor lit a burner on the stove offered me warm food and a cell phone "You need to do what is right," she said "Can't have him terrorizing the home." She opened up The Good Book and handed it to me Written by a converted soul in a letter To Timothy Every one of them words rang true And glowed like burnin' coal Pourin' off of every page Like it was written in my soul and made me think, Tangled up in pink.I lived with them on Forest Mills Rd With the broken basement lock he busted forcin entry near the stairs, There was music in the house at night And revolution in the air. When he started dealing with us as slaves And something inside of him died. I had to sell the dream we had owned All hope for it frozen up inside. And when finally the bottom fell out I fought becoming withdrawn, The only thing I knew how to do Was to keep on keepin' on like a ship barely staying aflot to not sink, Tangled up in pink. So now I'm here back again, Caring for kids somehow. All the people we used to know They're an illusion to me now. Some are mathemeticians Some are carpenter's wives. Don't know how it all got started, I don't know what they're doin' with their lives. But me, I'm still at home alone Combing the little girls' tangles fron their hair as the scream at me with sheer terror in their eyes at the torture of my brush and pain still there From the tangles of days of being with Daddy without any gentle touch, He says he really loves them all But he always was too rough We always did feel the same link, We just saw it from a different point of view, Tangled up in pink
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