Monkey Trap
He wakes up in the middle of the night She wakes up in the middle of a dream He sleepwalks through his afternoons She girltalks about why nothing's what it seems They don't know what they believe They share life's little mysteries They've got it all but all of it's black They've got their hands inside The monkey trap He wakes up in the middle of his life She wakes up in the middle of a scream He wonders how did I get here anyway She's like a ragdoll ripping at the seams And they don't know what they believe They share love's little mysteries They sleep together back to back They've got their hands inside The monkey trap It's too bad they've got their hands so full They can't pull back and they won't let go The monkey trap © Mimi Cross |