There's an Eminem song in my ears.
It makes sense, you know.
He was the volcano and I the tornado.
Hurting each other so,
not with our fists, but with our fears.
And when he erupts, I gotta blow.
I had to watch him burn
cause that's where he goes when he's
sliding down that pole
But all the lies, tell me it ain't so
Guess I believed the surface wouldn't crack
and we'd be back but I gotta blow.
Still, I don't know cause I'm a tornado
I come and I go, that's what I do
when the wind blows.
Stirring you up until you can't see me
or the debris that is left when I go.
I've been here before though so I gotta blow.
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn?
Well that's all right because I like the way it hurts.
Just gonna stand there and hear my cry?
Well that's all right because I love the way you lie.
I love the way you lie.
Tornado Painting by: Marilyn Fenn