Aug 08
I’ve been neglecting my tumblr quite badly. BAD ME!
Left it without a “proper” theme and looking rather shabby.
I apologise profusely and will rectify this shortly.
Jul 29
Pulling down the blinds
Blocks what’s left of the stars
So I’m tripping over bottles
Tracing footsteps in the dark
Tomorrow will be a good day for broken glass
There are men in this room who would pay for this
Missed calls to say, i missed the morning most
You can’t talk about it
You can’t talk about it
Keeping secrets playing at witches
Our bodies stretched out
Our bodies stretched out
Casting sudden spells is not the answer
We will build ourselves on hope and progress
Awake at waters edge your eyes wide terrified
We’ll build ourselves on hope and fortune
I wouldn’t say, I wouldn’t say, it to your face i’m sure
Your life is a song, your life is a song
Your life is a song but not this one, sure!
Talk about confidence
I’d give it a month if I’m lucky and I’m not that lucky
These t-shirts don’t fold themselves but he falls asleep on her shoulder every shift They spend together - which is most nights
You can’t talk about it
You can’t talk about it
Keeping Secrets Playing at witches
Your bodies stretched out
Our bodies stretched out
Casting sudden spells is not the answer
We will build ourselves on hope and progress
Awake at waters edge my eyes wide terrified
We’ll build ourselves on hope and something
I wouldn’t say, I wouldn’t say, it to your face i’m sure
Your life is a song, your life is a song
Your life is a song but not this one, sure!
Talk about confidence
I’d give it a month if I’m lucky, your jealous friends have got to get laid,
The only thing that stopping you is more of the same
Now you get it, a feeling, emotions, a tention
Your life is a song, your life is a song
Your life is a song but not this one, sure!…
