Silver Wings
She sits beside you on the train
She's the one who makes it rain
You see her in a suit with a briefcase at her side
But when the moon in full, she dances in the tide.
She gives without care and takes without thought
She watches as her dreams all come to naught
She attends all the meetings and is given a promotion
But she can capture your heart with the slightest motion.
She flies like a raven on ebony wings
She plans your fate with her magic strings
She can break up your soul and play with the shards
But the very next day she'll send you her regards.
She can twist your truth into lies
She can see the future with her eyes
You can catch her but you can't let go
She helps the sun stay aglow.
She's danger, she's poison, she's a knife in the dark
She can cackle like a crow and sing like a lark
She's the strength of the earth and the heat of the fire
She can pass through walls and you can't deny her.
She's something; she's everything--she's nothing at all
She'll watch you hit the ground then help break the fall
She's perfection; a nightmare--somewhere in between
She'll fall to pieces then come out looking clean.
She walks between the moon and sun
You think she's nothing then you think she's the one
She might seem caught, then she'll slip right through
And you'll never know that she's right beside you.
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