fantastic ideas arise around five
into something silver from grey
these shows change the colours of your room
the rain sounds tropical
by twelve its all too popular to stay.
decades ago you got buried in sand
whilst believing that kites could fly
then that wasp stung your shoulder
something ice could not cure
now that faith is not so spry.
surrounded by cut outs in washed out shades
they sound like lichen when they talk.
you spend a long time saying sorry
dodging chances
you're the bunny not the hawk.
Sunday, 4 April 2010
Wednesday, 31 March 2010
kytes
we are fire then.
skipping time, all is ablaze
too hot to see through.
skipping time, all is ablaze
too hot to see through.
Thursday, 11 March 2010
Thursday, 28 January 2010
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the pace changes, and echoes the dreamed beat.
all charges dropped, they were necessary capers.
war wounds, a map of the sweet ascension.
nothing was for nothing
nobody deserves any venom
as this flat line starts to beat alligator steps.
all charges dropped, they were necessary capers.
war wounds, a map of the sweet ascension.
nothing was for nothing
nobody deserves any venom
as this flat line starts to beat alligator steps.
Tuesday, 26 January 2010
VAQUERO
bolt i waited for
nothing lives down in that town
stepping on, lone star.
nothing lives down in that town
stepping on, lone star.
Sunday, 24 January 2010
m
you said to yourself that we did not love you.
pulls us through
and the strength and the love that we carry
we got it from you. you know it's your laugh we laugh that
and the strength and the love that we carry
we got it from you. you know it's your laugh we laugh that
pulls us throughDon't you know it's your laugh we laugh that
pulls us through
And the strength and the love that we carry
We got it from you
And the strength and the love that we carry
We got it from you
pulls us through
And the strength and the love that we carry
We got it from you
And the strength and the love that we carry
We got it from you
Tuesday, 19 January 2010
Inland.
slowing down, the white out.
it costs nothing to come home
our heart, it beats here.
our heart, it beats here.
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