February 26, 2003

dixie's land

Dixie,
at first
no one knows you're fatally flawed.
that something's wrong with you,
more wrong then other girls.
you're frail, so shattered.
but, it doesn't show up
until they are deep inside,
then they feel it's too late
to pull out.
at that point, they might as well stay around,
and see if they can get off
on another foot.
but it never works
cause your a crazy girl,
been broken from day one.
wrap in your wretched past
sealing your imperfections
rendering tragic thoughts
we're all still living down.
your mind is empty.
your heart is full.
ignorance is limited,
and drugs can only be so good.

so come on dixie,
take me by the hand, hand, take me by the hand
I wanna hear some of that Dixieland,
pretty mama, come and take me by the hand, by the hand.

before - after