Standing 
words and music By Anne Stott 

You look up from that side of the couch 
But she's almost done with what takes her out 
Still you can't resist that urge deep inside 
So you crawl to her forsaking all you hide 

It's a slow march to the altar of desire 
She can't decide what will get her higher 
You hold out for a choice you can't affect 
Just how much of herself she'll protect 

She slides off to some better option 
You're left hanging in lustful confusion 
Sniffing around the scene of the crime 
Hoping one blink can take back this time 

And if you drink from the cup that you've been handed 
If you search for the truth no one is granted 
If you bleed all the nights that love demands 
One day, you might find yourself standing 

The night dares you with veiled invitations 
Before long there's no destination 
Wading through the city's empty secrets 
The lampposts glaring down on all you've needed 

Is there enough night to hold your confusion? 
Are there enough dreams to free your suspicions? 
Chances and accidents walk by your side 
Tripping you out of the places you hide 

And if you drink from the cup that you've been handed 
If you search for the truth no one is granted 
If you bleed all the nights that love demands 
One day, you might find yourself standing 

The sun finds the cracks that make these streets 
Shadows linger gently on half gone memories 
This getting lost might be the only way 
One lone girl ends her night in the day 

And if you drink from the cup that you've been handed 
If you search for the truth no one is granted 
If you bleed all the nights that love demands 
One day, you might find yourself standing 

© 2007 Anne Stott. All rights reserved.

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