Poe: Control

Don't you mess With a little girl's dream Cause she's liable to grow up mean Suprise you to find that I'm laughing You thought that you would find me in tears You thought I would be crawling the walls like a tiny mosquito and trembling in fear Well, you may be king for the moment. But I am a Queen, understand? And I've got your pawns and your bishops and castles inside the palm of my hand While you were looking the other way... While you had your eyes closed... While you were licking your lips, cause I was miserable... While you were selling your soul... While you were tearing a hole in me... I was taking control. Now I have taken control Now I have taken control Now I have taken control Control Meow This is beginning to feel good Watching you squirm in your shoes. A small bead of sweat on your brow. And a growl in your belly you're scared to let through. You thought you could keep me from loving. You thought you could feed on my soul. But while you were busy destroying my life, What was half in me has become whole While you were looking the other way... While you had your eyes closed... While you were licking your lips, cause I was miserable... While you were selling your soul... While you were tearing a hole in me... I was taking control Now I have taken control Now I have taken control... Control So this is how it feels to breath in the summer air To feel the sand between my toes And love inside my ear. All those things that you taught me to fear... I've got them in my garden now And you're not welcome here! Come here. Come a little bit closer.. Let me look at you.. I gave you the benefit of the doubt it's true.. But keep in mind, my darling, Not every saint is a fool While you were looking the other way... While you had your eyes closed... While you were licking your lips,cause I was miserable.. While you were selling your soul.. While you were tearing a hole in me.. I was taking control Now I have taken control Now I have taken control... Control...control... Don't you mess with me Father: This cannot be all that there is to life, because in our confrontation with an enormous and cold universe, there is something comical to the idea that we can really enforce our will on humanity. Power...corrupts! It's your world. Do with it what you want! No. That's not the way to do it. Power...That's not the way to do it. Paradox No. It's your world No. It's your world No. It's your world NO! Control it! Control it! Little Poe: This is scaring me. I live at the end of a 5 and 1/2 minute hallway I live at the end of a 5 and 1/2 minute hallway Father: And at the end of it all lies, of course, the final phenomenon of deterioration - entropy, which is a predictable deteriortion when the creative energy ceases: Everything has to fall apart. Little Poe: Why are you always so serious?!