All the words are already taken upMeaning has lost all meaningOnly an explosion of being can save me now
Sitting by seaside I’m wondering what happenedThe life that was, the days that were.I remember being in love with…
Honey I’m sorryI look awaywhen opportunity looks like you:Cherry ripeas the full moon,but I’m waning
The void has a way,of leading you astray,and taking you away,to doomsday’s play.
What makes you smile like a child?
What makes you fly so high?
Far from hereWhere I hate you and you hate me;
I love his stories. I love the timbre of his voice and the places it takes me effortlessly.
You are the soul,
Where all my emotions come to rest.
I wish you’d talk more,
Let me into your mind.