broken glass & bare feet

sometimes when i think about you,
and your clothes that just didn’t fit,
its hard to remember
anything else.
you were lost inside your shirt,
wrapped up tight,
nothing can hurt
not the way that you do
everything you touch
and that’s the reason why
i buy my clothes ten sizes too big
just in case i ever see you again


intravenous

what happens when this plan they’ve got
just doesn’t work
when science and the doctors let you down
cause i was brought up to believe
i could put all my faith in medicine
in drugs and needles -

intravenous,
can’t you just get better?
they’ve got it all wrong
can’t be as bad as it sounds
cause you were just a kid
when your body gave in
intravenous,
can i make it better?

what happens when the witch concocts
an antidote
the cocktail’s bitter but you drink it down
and it’s a thought i can’t conceive
that you could turn on yourself so rapidly
i’m on pins and needles

and you
you’ve got nothing to say to me
and i
i have nothing to do for you
oh intravenous,
won’t you just feel better? 


Old Engine

To pick it back up
After falling
The old engine is stalling
A piece of machinery
That ain’t what it used to be,
A relic of friends that
Stopped calling

I could pick it right up
Lift it high off the floor
But after all of the bad
What good is it for?
You don’t come around,
You don’t come around,
You don’t come around anymore.

To make a new dress
Out of old jeans
Chasing dark with a sunbeam
The ghost of a memory
Swept by a chimney sweep
Is dressed up disguised
As a daydream

I could give it all back
Just the same as before
But after all of the hell
What’s the point anymore?
I don’t come around,
I don’t come around,
I don’t come around anymore. 

A hope that’s masked by a whisper
Blown out through the window
And into the city, and into the street
I pray for my soul that this city will keep
And we’d come around
We’d all come around
We’d all come around, like before.

When it gets too hard to remember
Just think of September
In the city,
In the sun,
We were the ones. 


you’ve got me

i wish i were an astronaut
i’d take a trip to space
and maybe only then
from a million miles away
i’d see from high up above
and finally understand
everything you’re thinking
and i’d have the upper hand

but you’ve got me
in the sticky space between your fingers
and underneath your nails
and you’ve got me
in the crooked spots between your teeth
and underneath your skin
like the blood that flows
in spider veins
through a heart that won’t give in.
you’ve got me.

i wish i were a submarine
deep beneath the waves
and somehow only then
a thousand leagues away
i’d see clear from way down below 
and finally understand
all the coded messages
you’ve been leaving in the sand 


the water.

it’s a book about you
that you don’t care to read
pages falling out
like leaves dying on trees

well i remember a time
when the ending
was a happy one for me

i cannot change the way the water moves,
and how its just like you,
pushing past me,
wrapping round my knees
it won’t let me go
but it won’t just let me drown 




 


a waste.

saw you’re spinning records five a time
heard they’re sending out your voice on that old radio line
well you weren’t so special when it was just you and i
you were scared of getting old and people watching you die

you’re just like all the sentimental girls you hate
you’re just like all the alcoholic boys you date
i used to think you’d be the one to get away
but you’re really just a waste


if it could save you

I would break
My own heart in two
If it could save you
If broken hearts could save you
I would break
Every heart in town
I’d rip every last bit out
I swear it’s the truth
And it’s just what I’d do
If it could save you



There is no best of me left
You haven’t got it,
It’s just gone.
Just like yesterday,
And your money
Once it’s all been spent.

If I were your daughter
I bet you’d feel differently
And if I were your son
I bet you’d change your mind
But someone has to be small
For you to feel so big inside.


failure

don’t feel like you failed me, you said
feel anything and everything but that
but i can’t help it,
it’s the only thing i feel, it’s all that i have

you say
i wouldn’t love you if you weren’t you
and you wouldn’t be
if you didn’t do the things you do,
you’ll fail me now for sure
if you don’t start to believe that it’s true
but you don’t love me
not like i should be
try again 
without conditions, please. 


minuteman

you say you’re a benevolent god.
well i am waging all i’ve got
that all the bodies on your lawn
would beg to differ.

i am dressed before the gun goes off
i’m a minute man,
this line of defense is all you have.
another soldier’s beating on his drum
and it goes bum bum bum bum
keeping time as i’m sinking in the grass.











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