& she is back walking again, two am, three, four. She walks as the dawn breaks & as the sun leaves the sky to sleep. Wet leaves, cigarettes, pavements slick with rain. This is the London she moved to, the London she fell in love with. Back against a wall, cigarette sheltered from the rain, match strike, sudden flare, inhale ( Read more... )

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"The EP consists of 6 tracks. Completely incomplete and perfectly imperfect. It's a load of music which has proven too difficult to record and deal with properly. Compositions of memories and situations which I no longer require in my life. I've sent them in the post to a house which will soon be falling off a cliff. Though, it may not solve ( Read more... )

Winter is making me so depressed.
I just want to go to sleep and wake up in May.

Can your eyes now close, now we're building castles?
I'm laying here, fighting through heart attacks and this fortress helps.
Maybe I'm just too hopeful?
You're beautiful, like a mindless fuck. You're fucking mindless, and this time you'll get hurt. Not me.

You told me one day ( Read more... )

"maybe pretend to fall in love with me and then break my heart"

I'm blinded by confusion right now as this is a feeling I shouldn't be feeling. My music is reflecting this right now and it's quite bizarre. I'm not complaining, but you're still in my songs.

"We're under the sheets and you're killing me ( Read more... )