KITCHEN STORIES: 04. Caustic Connection  (carol laula)

HOW BLUE HAVE YOU MADE ME
OVER THESE YEARS?
THERE MUST BE BETTER PLACES
TO SPEND YOUR ENERGY

BUT THERE’S NO CONTACT
JUST A CAUSTIC CONNECTION
YOU RATCH UP THE POINTS
FOR YOUR SCHOOLBOY’S COLLECTION

IF TROPHIES WERE MINE,
THEN YOUR SKIN WOULD BE THICKER
IN THE FACE OF THE FLAME
YOU HAD HOPED I WOULD FALTER
BUT I WILL NOT


I SIT HERE AGHAST
AT THE EDGE OF YOUR VISION
KEEPING ME AT BAY
AND YOU CALL THIS LIVING

OF THE MARGUERITES 
ONLY ICE REMAINS
YOU LIVE BY THE RULES
OF YOUR SCHOOLBOY’S GAMES

IF TROPHIES WERE MINE,
THEN YOUR SKIN WOULD BE THICKER
IN THE FACE OF THE FLAME
YOU HAD HOPED I WOULD FALTER
BUT I WILL NOT


AND IF YOU REALLY WANTED TO; YOU’D RECOUNT THE STORY TRUE
BUT YOU’VE GOT THE POINT TO PROVE; YOU’RE THE ONE TO MAKE IT MOVE
GUESS I’LL HAVE TO LET IT GO; AM I A BIGGER MAN THAN YOU
EITHER WAY IT’S COST ME DEAR; ALL THE FOOLISH EGO YEARS

IF TROPHIES WERE MINE,
THEN YOUR SKIN WOULD BE THICKER
IN THE FACE OF THE FLAME
YOU HAD HOPED I WOULD FALTER
BUT I WILL NOT