Taken Boy

Polly

The dog that lives in the woods makes me jealous

That I could be running like she by the cold stream

Then I wouldn't be sitting with drinks at your table

Mentioning words understood

I was taken by a taken girl

By a taken girl

I mean a taken world

Will it always be

What we think it should be?

Will reality stay a mystery?

But it's taken

Oh, my aching boy

It's my dream of choice

It's awakened in me

But it never was

Only was in dreams

All it's pretty things

Are taking (Taking, taking, taking, taking)

Downers

That's something she doesn't see fitting in her life

But then, how could you after you heard all the stories?

And then, someone says people can see all dimensions

And he runs off kissing the trees

And I'm taken

By a taken girl

By a taken girl

I might mean our taken world

Will it always be

What we think it should be?

Will reality stay a mystery?

But she's taken

Oh my aching boy

She's my dream of choice

She's awakened in me

But it never was

Only was in dream

All her pretty things

To be taken boy