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I'm a path of cinders
Burning under your feet
You're the one who walks me
I'm your one way street
So I'm gonna walk right down your street
With love that I can't hide
I've got one thing on my mind, yeah
I'll even sacrifice my pride
'Cause I want you
I'm a path of cinders
Burning under your feet
You're the one who walks me
I'm your one way street
originally posted by: intrptr
I'm a path of cinders
Burning under your feet
You're the one who walks me
I'm your one way street
I think that reflects an abusive relationship, getting walked on, doing only what one person wants, mindless how that affects the other person, stepping on their feelings all the time.
Supposed to walk together, not run each other over.
Drink me, make me feel real
Wet your beak in the stream
Game we're playing is life
Love is a two way dream
originally posted by: intrptr
You must be the abuser, not the abusee, then.
The abuser like I said is self centered, mindless of any other way than their hiway.
They know better, are in charge, and whats the matter with you if you don't want to go along with their decisions?
Hows that working out for you?
originally posted by: intrptr
a reply to: Profusion
"I'm your one way street"
Implying its one way, his way.
"Love is a two way dream"
Meaning it should be two way or both ways, both having equal say.
imo
originally posted by: intrptr
a reply to: Profusion
Instead of one being used by the other as road bed cinders… I agree.
I'm a path of cinders
Burning under your feet
You're the one who walks me
I'm your one way street
originally posted by: Profusion
Unless you have a situation where there's "love at first sight" by both parties
You see, we can feed the stomach with concentrates. We can supply microfilm for reading, recreation - even movies of a sort. We can pump oxygen in and waste material out. But there's one thing we can't simulate that's a very basic need. Man's hunger for companionship. The barrier of loneliness - that's one thing we haven't licked yet.
She didn't refer to "bed cinders", she referred to herself as "a path of cinders."
originally posted by: intrptr
a reply to: Profusion
She didn't refer to "bed cinders", she referred to herself as "a path of cinders."
I said 'road bed', not just bed. She says path and street, its harder to say street bed, all roads have a bed of gravel (road bed) under them.
How far down the semantic rabbit hole you want to go? The point is he uses her, dictates to her, burns her up and is no more worthy than to be trod upon under foot.
You're the bird on the brim
Hypnotised by the Whirl
Drink me, make me feel real
Wet your beak in the stream
Leave me now, return tonight
When I beckon you near
You're the intruder hand