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Song for Zula by Phosphorescent

Some say love is a burning thing

That it makes a fiery ring

Oh but I know love as a fading thing

Just as fickle as a feather in a stream

See, honey, I saw love. You see, it came to me

It put its face up to my face so I could see

Yeah then I saw love disfigure me

Into something I am not recognizing

See, the cage, it called. I said, "Come on in"

I will not open myself up this way again

Nor lay my face to the soil, nor my teeth to the sand

I will not lay like this for days now upon end

You will not see me fall, nor see me struggle to stand

To be acknowledge by some touch from his gnarled hands

You see, the cage, it called. I said, "Come on in"

I will not open myself up this way again

You see, the moon is bright in that treetop night

I see the shadows that we cast in the cold, clean light

My feet are gold. My heart is white

And we race out on the desert plains all night

See, honey, I am not some broken thing

I do not lay here in the dark waiting for thee

No my heart is gold. My feet are light

And I am racing out on the desert plains all night

So some say love is a burning thing

That it makes a fiery ring

Oh but I know love as a caging thing

Just a killer come to call from some awful dream

O and all you folks, you come to see

You just stand there in the glass looking at me

But my heart is wild. And my bones are steam

And I could kill you with my bare hands if I was free

My bold added because that line is what gets me every time.

Forgot to say: For the full effect, listen to the song. The singer's voice is haunting.

[This message edited by cocoplus5nuts at 10:48 AM, February 12th (Wednesday)]

I think it's my bones are steel, but good song, made me weepy.

[This message edited by sorryforeverythi at 9:50 AM, February 12th (Wednesday)]

Sorry, I thought so, too, but everything I read with lyrics says, "steam". 🤷‍♀️ This was copied from 9ne of those sites. I didn't write it out.

Having seen your other current thread, I understand this one.

I'm sorry your H isn't getting straight. It looks like all he needs to do to start repairing your relationship is to be honest with himself and with you. Even if it's too late, being honest is probably easier than maintaining lies.

Yeah, sisoon. It has really struck me lately.

Another is, Say Something by A Great Big World

Say something, I'm giving up on you

I'll be the one if you want me to

Anywhere I would've followed you

Say something, I'm giving up on you

And I... am feeling so small

It was over my head

I know nothing at all

And I... will stumble and fall

I'm still learning to love

Just starting to crawl

Say something, I'm giving up on you

I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you

Anywhere I would've followed you

Say something, I'm giving up on you

And I... will swallow my pride

You're the one that I love

And I'm saying goodbye

Say something, I'm giving up on you

And I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you

And anywhere I would've followed you (Oh-Ooh)

Say something, I'm giving up on you

Say something, I'm giving up on you

Say something...

I'm not sure being honest is even it. It's certainly needed. I needed him to be forthright. I needed him to come to me with problems, issues, feelings. I needed him to take the initiative. He chose to do nothing unless and until I made waves.

well steam just doesn't make sense. That's poor writing, if you in a cage or behind glass, what could would having bones of steam be, and if his goal is to break out of the glass cage to strangle her, steam arms really wouldn't do the job.

I am sticking with steel.

[This message edited by sorryforeverythi at 7:32 PM, February 12th (Wednesday)]

I'm with you, Sorry. Steam does not make sense.

I shared a video of this song with the lyrics in it with my H. He said he still doesn't understand it. 🤦‍♀️

Maybe his bones are steam because, with his wild heart, he can float through the bars of the cage and away? And, maybe that's why he's not quite free enough to kill her with his bare hands?