A Garden East of Eden
if i could do it all over again
there’s not much i would do the same
i would say i love you a lot more
to a lot less people
i would only find brick walls on black and white streets
to kiss against
i would buy a shag carpet every day
and lay in it
and i would never eat until my chest was thin as paper
so you could see that
my heart
looked
like
a heart
and every time i’d say
the house will always smell like fresh flowers
i’d mean it
and every car door i could open for you
i’d open it
and every cage that held a turtle
i’d free it
and every dog that had no home
i’d adopt it
and every door in the house that wasn’t painted yellow
i’d paint it
and every bike that had a basket
i’d fill it
and when i promised i was over it
i would be
but when i said
i don’t want you love me any more than you do
i’d still be lying
and i’d still hope that you were smarter than me
and you wouldn’t change a thing
Scott Laudati writes. He wasn’t sure what to write and then he watched a Ryan Adams interview and Ryan Adams said “yea i write a lot of songs. I know how to play chords so how hard is it to write a song?” He realized he spoke the language he would be writing in already. After that writing was pretty easy.
Copyright © 2014 by Scott Laudati
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