Bergerettes I & II

I

People don’t ask who, only what you are
I guess I never wanted life to be this hard
I’m watching waves beat sand to death
It was so cold I could see my breath
I have to wonder why a princess bride
Would lock up the castle from the inside
So I feel the rot, I feel the rage
I feel alive on a story-book page

II

People have a taste for word of mouth
I’m a bit north of all this heading south
I’m so in trouble, and so in turn
On the porch watching fireflies burn
I have to wonder in my heart of hearts
What I’ve got when this chapter starts
Why fix what’s broke, I buy it new
But I still wish this story had you