I Run By Rosie Thomas Lyrics

I Run By Rosie Thomas

I run I run far from 
You to the apple tree in my yard
With my dress all
bundled up in my hands
Dirt on my feet I am dreaming again
I run I run I
run far from 
You to the lilac tree in my yard
no more swing set for the
girl who is all grown up
no more tea parties parades or mothers in love
I
hold my breath past the cemetery
My brother wins he can hold it much longer
then me
Gravel roads make car keys rattle on steering wheels 
Children
and horses old barns and old automobiles
I run I run I run far from 
You
to the watered streets of Oregon
With a coffee cup half full in my
hands
And I’m praying my savior would 
Just place a gun in my
hands
I run I walk I lie far from
Freaks and lying cheats on the tip of
my tongue
The moon hides in the sky behind rows of tree tops
And
I’m wishing I was somewhere up there
With the mermaids and stars
I
run I run far from 
Reality to escape who I’ve become
Insanity is
close at my back
And I’m getting rather numb from the snakes 
Who
have blurred my vision