Honey I’m Home, Oh I Forgot, I’m Not Married

Swollen eyes are crying – you’re dying to let go of the pain of being alone. We’ll find a new home come winter – like the birds, we’ll journey South together. It’s been a summer of hard work, and heavy hearts – but we worked for that to change. We can remain; now we can remain.

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Bewilder Unreleased #1

I’m not getting hurt – I hardly care enough to feel any pain anywhere, anymore. I’m not losing my mind; it’ll return in time – this change is only temporary. You mean nothing to what is wrong in my life. You mean nothing to why I’m like what I’m like. I’m finding my way again.

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You’re always one step behind me, and I’m always sure to remind you. I don’t see what you see in me – I’m half blind in one eye and bitter. I don’t see what you see in me – I’m half blind in one eye and bitter in both. Both of us know we’re going nowhere.

Tie me down and turn me around – I deserve to be found at the bottom of some staircase: all bruised and beaten and pleading for something like freedom – or maybe it’s sympathy?

Bewilder Untitled #1

Pave your way into the sea; pave your way up to me. Paint yourself inside a scene that holds just me and you. Look inside these lost eyes, my ears are here to hear you. Look inside these lost eyes; You’ll find nothing there.

We’ll see how, somehow, you learnt how to love, and we’ll be further from the end than when we started. You’re here, I’m here, but we don’t know quite what happened – what happened, or why it happened. Will we lose our way again?

I’m A Kid, That’s My Job

This is the song that always makes me cry – I hope to god that it makes you cry too. Then we’d be perfect for each other – then we’d be perfect for each other, with our smudged mascara and bloodshot eyes. And the bloodshot skies would rain on us until we woke from our sleep. And we’d wake up together, beside one another, and we’d love.

Would You Like To Talk About A Possible Lunch Trade?

Fall asleep under winter light – only memories of me to keep you warm, only memories of me to keep you safe from harm. I’ll hold you in my arms; I’ll hold you in my mind. We’re around 133 miles apart, but I’ll keep you warm if I can; I’ll keep you safe from harm if I’m strong enough. I’ll hold you in my arms; I’ll hold you in my mind.

If you could see what I can see, in the back of your eyes, when you look at me, you’d understand why I love you.

You’d Better Call Me By Sundown

I think I’m sat away from everything that nobody could know. I think I’m sat away from everything, where nobody would go. The farthest branch could hold me; the weakest branch could hang me. If I could just escape, this tree is where I would want to go. If I could just escape, I’d find this tree, beside this silent lake. The farthest branch could hold me; the weakest branch could hang me.

I am king of all the castles – when I’m here and when I’m dreaming – I could show you all the bruises up and down my spine. I could teach you all the ways to drink my spit like poison; bewildered and sun-burnt, I make my way back to you.