The Giver

Give me a brush

and I will paint you the world

Give me a pen

And I will write you Utopia

Give me an instrument

And I will play you a paradise

Give me the world over

And I will give you eternity

But remember, Giver

If ever you cannot provide me

I can trust you no more

And this fragile truce we hold

Will be but food for the wind

Reviews

[Archia]

I loved how much this showed that dependence on having someone to provide instead of just more the producer. It was just great to see it from that point of view.

[Shirlena]

Girl talk to it...you are speaking to me. You're giving me that Erykah Badu vibe with your words. I'm getting something I can truly relate to and feel. This is hot!