Reel me in
(2013)
Its nice to think that someone would toss you a rope if you're drowning. Some people see the splashing water and think you having a great time.
it could of been the codeine that… like a lava spill through the old… no effort needed for this heighten… this house is derelict, crumbling. the dread of a thousand hearts
Death stalks us all to dissolve the sadly visible he’s a fickle lonely horseman portraying only a mood a representation of fear
I’m an open book you said You wear your soul on your sleeve You hurt too easily And give your love to free But I can see through
your heart floats high in contemplation a young mind tainted by the hand of old worries high above you burn
repeat prescription sympathy that’s the shoulder you seek to we… a faceless nomination as your tale grows worse, and on a… I’m not a bag of hard emotions
the world and all its trappings that you drape around your gold, the lace and frills you wear all tell a tale, they speak of disappointment
What does it know as it caws and l… Blocks my path looking back Does it see my life and its slips… And witness indiscretion pull trai… Its eyes eclipsed like marbles rol…
locked in the headlights of a cloc… the skydiver falls into a beckonin… alone he plummets, hurtles and spi… knowing full well the human condit… with a pull and a lift he soars ab…
black and white photographs snapshots of a rare and happy time… a holiday in Wales where the beaches are pebbled, a week away in a caravan
And here we are at the day The smell of daylights decay, fres… Soon darkness will reign king and… And stars court jesters, inlaid, u… A torch lit beam of moonlights car…
spray paint my pupils and infuse my blood with st johns… stabilize my palpitating throat as my hand cups the frame of your… only a foolish general sends troop…
Through the clouds its whispers va… Of forgotten tomorrows the muse do… And drill its personified lateral… Into the ground lest the dust repl… The life walked was almost never r…
it seems so far away almost out of reach, in a way, last among the tumbling thoughts that mingle; turning hearts hard, beyond all obscure leanings
this love dies freely and it dies… two broken cadavers can never hold… when meaning is a carried cross be… there’s none but filigree around t… your monster was created in semaph…
the train tracks gently rattle in… and a wind chime calls an atmosphe… the wind blows a leaf strewn force… and I’m lost in the purpose of my… gutters magnifying a slow trickle…