Saturday, February 14, 2015

v.


I'm looking for the place the spirit meets the skin

can't figure out why that place feels so hard to be in

we're all of us at this ill-fitting party

busy pretending to relate

and it's getting harder and harder to fake

acting like everything's in its place

Monday, February 2, 2015

iii.



My friends asks me how I look so down
How come they haven't seen me around town

'Cause I let him get to me but you don't let me get to him
I let him get to me, he don't let me get to him
I let him get to me but he don't let me get to him
I let him get to me, he don't let me get to him

I see him walking around so cool

And I feel like such a fool

Sunday, February 1, 2015

ii.



Good to go - Elliott Smith

All I ever see 'round here is things of hers that you left lying around
It's all I ever see 'round here
Some empty envelopes from some other town
It's all I ever see 'round here
I'm waiting for something that not coming