frap juice

Here's an old song I wrote last year after my dog broke into the bird cage. We lost 10 parakeets, some were eaten, the others flew away.
Well anyways, I don't think of this as a song of my grief over the pets (although it started out that way). It's like a sad love song...
Somehow, I always seem to go through the same cycle of POVs each year...

I lost my loves again
Ten today, snatched away.
And I.. can't love again.
After all these times, of giving second chances.
You.. said it'll be all right,
'Nd now I don't have the strength, to keep up the fight
So coax me with those silent 'sh's
"Darling, will just start again."
"Darling we'll just do it again."

British tea, or Injun tea--
What's it matter, to me.
Salty tears, or sweet blue tears
No one's there to wipe them
Changing, changing, changing, changing..
It always starts the same way
"Where you going with this, baby?"
Doesn't matter anyway.

I lost my loves again
Goodbye my bird, fly away.
And while I might fall dead today
Tomorrow's sun brings a new day
And tomorrow's just a few hours away.