Gibralter

notes and nonsense

Music & more by Gibralter, a Seattle-based guitar player, musician & occasional writer.

some girl's name


And he saw her, lost a breath or two
Never quite sure she'd ever see him, too
When she lost him, they'd never be the same
Barely spoken since those tragic days

You can cry, but it won't help you see
You can try, to change your history
You can whine, until you go insane
Or you can forget some girl's name

He was broken by another lonely girl
Such a given in his kind of world
So surprised when she showed herself the door
Dried his eyes and pulled them off the floor

You can cry, but it won't help you see
You can try, to change your history
You can whine, until you go insane
Or you can forget some girl's name