And I still believe that I cannot be saved
As if this matters. Everything is so green, hues of grass and leaves. I'm sombre and subdued. Almost uploaded the premiere of radio but in a fit of worthlessness didn't. Blame the haphazard rain. Blame the love business.
It's not a question of doubt because I've always doubted myself. A call from Josh who'd just heard I was back. And we talked. We're meeting tomorrow morning maybe and it's hinging on whether I feel like it or not. I like control.
So that might happen but it won't. Not that way. I could convince myself if I tried. Perhaps that will happen too. It all depends. Everything depends. And we're not strangers this way.
It's not a question of doubt because I've always doubted myself. A call from Josh who'd just heard I was back. And we talked. We're meeting tomorrow morning maybe and it's hinging on whether I feel like it or not. I like control.
So that might happen but it won't. Not that way. I could convince myself if I tried. Perhaps that will happen too. It all depends. Everything depends. And we're not strangers this way.