i drag this carriage with a whip at my back slowly leading them to their destinations to their privileges
just for fuck’s sake don’t write it about her i know she loved this song but you loved it before her
after a day surrounded by philisti… a not yet broken poet takes refuge in the familiar peace of desolatio… echoing quietly through two small… years ago this song came to him
he staples a sign to a telephone p… hoping that anyone can help him find it winter is coming and he dreads the thought of it
in all restaurants madness overwhelms the staff spirits break like plates
he lights one last flame home is where the burning is bed of devil’s rest
a man can be no more ready for Feb… than he is for his own death bringing in the second wave of win… icy flakes whipping in the wind relentlessly low temperature
i am the one most concerned with popularity found my way into castles to meet with kings and queens crashed parties with celebrities
heaven throw me out but i’m keeping the halo you should have no doubt i am ready for limbo so hold me
it was never my intention to clip… i was only trying to take a feathe… so that i would have something to… after you flew away
I cannot be cast under any moon, upon any soul. If not for her,
brief landings never fool me my thoughts are made of tornadoes and I know the mind will never sit… “where the heart is” is the name of a bullshit map
tire takes the pirate seeking lost treasures of sleep sails into goodnight
my knee is there if i need to bend my leg my knee is not there for me to beg if you place an empty plate in fro…
misgivings of tide familiar qualm of the sea home where we are lost
