Light globes wash up all along the beach. And they light me up with and they light me up with certainty. But you calculate coincidence and circumstance and turbulence.
Renaming the word love. Because I've had enough. . You're falling out of touch. You've fallen out of touch. . You're falling out of touch. You've fallen out of touch.
Standing on the edge of morning. Scent of sex and new found glory. Playing as she's pulling back her hair. She drives away. She's feeling worthless. Used again but nothing's different.
I need to take issue with you. be part of a process, find subject. I need to ask you for more time. I need to collect my mail. need to pay more attention to detail.
Departures are so hard. You claim. Packing up your things. Your necklaces and rings. Your darvidan and morphine. . You can't believe the actor. Smacked her.
Money doesn't matter. when she's sleeping like a log. the only thing that matters is herself. Then she hears the pitter patter. Of footsteps in the hall.
Light globes wash up, all along the beach.. And they light me up with, and they light me up with certainty.. Well she calculates, coincidence, and circumstance and turbulence..
I blame myself for being boring,. did i say, did I say what i want?. Well here's my chance to tell you everything.. . I blame you for being awful,. Did I say, did I say what I want?.
Shake down, you make me break. For goodness sake. I think I'm on the edge. Of something new with you. Shout out, don't drown the sound. I'll drown you out.
I'm fine but half the time I'm sick I'm alive. but deadly sick of it I'd stay and dream all day. . But you can see it's almost over. I'm hurt but I'm having a goodtime.
[Radiohead cover]. . Two jumps in a week,. I bet you think that's pretty clever don't you boy?. Flying on your motorcycle,. watching all the ground beneath you drop.
So I find you there again,. shipwrecked on the backstep, and laughing.. I'm talking to the screen, and your mind's eye, another restless daydream.. That you find easier than truth, and bigger than the days,.
My baby don't mess around me.. Because she loves me so.. And this I know for sure.. But does she really wanna.. But can't stand to see me. Walk out the door...
Here I am again for another reason. Just another man just another reject. Been plotting plans been paper dreaming. You don't care who I am or what I believe in.
some things will stay the same. the shape of a power point won't change. and i won't back away and run. if you make me feel strange. she's the hand at the end of the arm.
If I had the choice, I wouldn't raise my voice. I would be normal, but extraordinary. I don't want to say, the things I have to say. Yeah, I don't wanna say things ordinary.
Maybe when the room is empty. Maybe when this bottle's full. Maybe when the door gets broke down love can break in. Maybe when I'm done with thinking.
She's trapped inside her room with reruns on the screen. Old books and movies, but she can't stop thinking. I'm torn between myself, my radio my friends.
maybe maybe nothing could prepare you. but that something and that someday always comes. and the only thing around worth hanging onto. is a love of twisted symmetry demanding it be done.
Softly and slowly gently in vain. The window is open its pouring rain. Thunder and lightning a heated night. Sneaky intentions but certain delight. A lesson to learn failure denied.