I set down my fairy tales. I tipped my glass over on the bed. Somehow somebody laughed. Though it was only me and my mess. Somewhere somebody. Sang a pretty little lullaby.
It's still kinda early to watch the sun go rising anyway. Even if it rises this time everyday. It's still kinda early to watch the engine spit and cough.
"Those soles are comfort". She said "that's credit card". New shoes walking home. She don't own a car car car. . She turns the lights off. Electric bill is high.
"First of all," he said, "what is this?. Are you trying to make my heart beat faster. Or are you trying to stop it?". I pretend I do not know. Maybe you talk too fast.
As I sat the moon started rising. I'm swinging on the rocking chair. It's kinda dark on the horizon. But that's only 'cause the sun ain't there. As I sat the moon started rising.
Morning is born, 6:24. Gabriella wasn't sure if she was really sleeping. . Doing her chores. Like watching neighbor's tv through the kitchen window. Yeah.
Addy gotta tattoo. She bought it with another month of working weekends. And it fits her like a glove. It's smiling at the baby. Looking at the needle work above his cute little head.
In Fleet Street I lay down to sleep,. In the seediest journalists' bar.. And in my sleep a vision I dreamed. From afar:. . In celestial mists made of light,.
You and me I never crossed the line but now your cross at me,. Desperately tryna find the words so i can justify me,. Secretly I'm hoping she can turn a slight blind eye on me,.
I'm leaving home. Left to my own devices. I've packed a bag of clothes. Doesn't matter what the price is. I'm a fly alone. Take a chance cause i can't sacrifice this.
Do you think I'm a no-one?. Buried under a blanket,. Do you think I lost the ball-. Just because I dropped it?. But I keep coming back to swing,. I aint quitting for anything,.
Strong till I die. Amusting the chaos I'll be fine till I cry. I don't expect to ever know till I try. Still I get by on love. Wrong till its right. We make mistakes and learn to fix them in time.
The outline's drawn, only colour's left to fade,. We need to fix the frame, to hang it on the wall again.. The corner's torn and the blacks are turning grey,.
You stormed the bass of my heart,. Taking place of my scars,. With a mouthful of words that you can't and you don't wanna say,. When I've just about cleared up the mess that you made,.
Slowly I provide my lust in harvesting heart. I can't break the eyes but I can break us apart. . I've strapped you on to my right. Now I can't seem to decide.
Fear is like fire,. It will burn your body down,. -and the flames will burn higher,. Until the brave stomp them out,. Knowbody greaves -. For the fallen leaves,.
You wipe your makeup off. And you look pretty if not prettier. Drenched in chlorine drops. You look silly if not sillier. Constantly getting lost inside.
Fools, they think they, for sure, know something. oh, of moons and stars,. of broken hearts and dreams.. But, me, I swear that I know nothing. but for nothing's always been enough for me..
life as numb in every place. a run out bag to watch it fade. the waste in here, or what you see?. you tell me what you see. . pointless far and far from me.
Days before. The ending of summer. Just beautiful. Nobody was there. . Daily walk. Tides rushing to Fall. Just beauty is all. Nobody's home here. . Waiting for.