like bell bottoms or disco but we need it to think i’m dead

my spirit sings to you, clears and quickens. losing you is impossible

so, come on then, brilliant one, see, i’ve been waiting for you with eyes

was all stupid. you weren’t that entertaining. i find it all only sad now, that

bring me things to break myself upon till

yes, there is a gap between us always has been now it is

we go walking around walking all over this town nothing ever getting us down cause we’re just a couple of clown…

simply knowing you’re in a maze doesn’t get you out, but the fact is the foundation

lie still. be quiet. please understand what happens so, next time

no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing

first fruits hardly a handful, the garden