Modern Day

Album cover art for "Modern Day" by Diane Cluck

Diane Cluck - Non-Music, Folk

Modern Day

0 Plays

View ArtistView Album

Lyrics

Kids next door are throwing rocks Modern day stonings Modern day cruelty Modern day torture This is what fuels me And this day's a scorcher How do you love me, love me, love me? Let me count the ways Why do you shove me, shove me, shove me Underneath the waves? Your hands in my hair, You pull me down Is this a joke until we drown ? Modern day drownings Modern day cruelty Modern day dealings always unspool me Things arise to compliment each other The skin, when burned, weeps its own water The woman, now grown, gives birth to a daughter Who carries a torch of hot, white light Everything is right The dull reflects the bright And the bright shows off the dull 'Cause the window needs the wall We spent our time on an untamed beach Where rocks thrust up from sand We spent our money on sun-warmed fruits That broke open & wept in our hands Modern day, Modern day, Modern day, This day's a scorcher

Rate this song

Rate this song

0/5.0 - 0 Ratings

5
0.0% (0)
4
0.0% (0)
3
0.0% (0)
2
0.0% (0)
1
0.0% (0)

Loading comments...

Credits

Writers
  • Diane Cluck