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[Part I]
Wait, Iâve been here before
Many times Iâve breached the house that I was born in
Sleep, familiar dreams
Wading deep within the creek that I was forged in
Still, itâs always the same
Sheâs still there, crying in black and white
Her ears are down
Her fur is matted to her face
With no one watching her, she waits
Her fur is matted to her face
With no one watching her, she waits
I wish I could see her
I wish I could hear her
I wish I could know her
I wish I could say something
I wish I could savĐ” her
I wish I could love her
I wish I could hold hДr
I wish I could say something
A dog came through the window, and carried her away
He came through the window, canines were bared, yet she wasnât scared
Nothing hurt, nothing made a sound
The window peers out to somewhere safe
Within his arms, nothing had to change
I saw that old doggy carry me
Under God, I lie
No exaltation, soul of mine
He came through the window, fearsome and fair, yet he wasnât there
The cage, nor her rescuer, neither was real
âTwas merely a dream within a dream
His might, nor his parenthood, neither was real
That doggy ran away from me
My soul waits by the window, her tail still held up high
She waits for a sweetness, but all that she knows are the words of her home
Sweetness is, tenderness was
A word she had never been taught
Oh she yearns, oh she ever wants
A treasure beyond her paws
[Part II]
If I said
âWelcome homeâ, meet you at the door
Would you tell me that you love me, now and evermore
And if you ever saw my hurt
Hold me close and tell me âDarling, not another wordâ
If I said
âYou only ever meant the world to meâ
Would you kiss me on the head and listen carefully
Would you give me what I didnât have
Would you lend to me the softness of a fatherâs hand
This comfort, this great easement when I think of you
I understand, it was no more than a kink to you
If you had seen me wounded, as I am in truth
Would you have gotten on to someone new?
I only say this to an empty room
When you came to me, you only came to say youâre leaving soon
I can only look upon the blood I shed for us
I loved you more than anything, but all I ever said was
Iâm sorry