i drifted onto your shore a withered vessel the skeleton of a ship torn sails draped over masts like dead bodies
she heard him crying before the knock at the door two cops with bad news
the next one in the holder on the… can barely contain itself one corner is already protruding hoping like hell that when she finishes her burrito
(a) his job (b) his home (c) his girl (d) his mind (e) his life
you only get so many nights like t… where the streetlights become tiny… she picks you up at your place for… and introduces you to Joy Divisio… blacklight and 80's retro music
we can wear the morning air like a jacket and move deep into those bright
it’s there when nothing else is but the radio and a near crippling… it climbs around on the walls and… hissing like a poisonous lizard th… you cut the tips of your fingers a…
sipping cocktails in a dark corner… lit with cigarettes and neon we edged ourselves closer to the end of our stools to the end of our drinks
visceral were the nights we stood… each of us armed with an instrumen… and hearts that beat like tempos we put on a show but we weren’t put-ons
stuck out on a ledge with no stairs no ladder and no one to catch me
it is not just missing the good times slamdancing in a circle pit with your best buds at a rock show blacklit basement parties
still he saws at the legs of his Steinway old habits only die hard so he tickles the ivory cigarette hanging from his lips
tears glisten like distant stars unreachable galaxies alone in the quiet of space dead planets remind him of his gra…
trust me i am a moth and there is light ahead i would not lead you into absolute… i would not take you into perpetua…
i’m writing this to you my friend because the last time i said goodb… it was passive i thought for sure we would be
