Strings

Susan Seddon-Boulet - Shaman Spider Woman

Strings

You offer me your love

You offer me your touch

But I'm inclined to believe

You also offer an iron clutch

You offer me your hand

You offer me your kiss

But I have to wonder

If you offer a chain to my wrist

You say it wouldn't happen

You say it would never be

Well, I'm no stranger to this game

I've had many strings attached to me

You say you're different

You say I'd still be free

Well you might be intoxicating

But my eyes can clearly see

I want to fly with you at my side

But I don't want to get tangled in your strings

I want to play without being the prey

But a lady bug on a spider web always clings

Oh I don't want to get tangled in your strings

Written May 30, 1990

By Oktobre Taylor