Andy

And instead of making love he plays the guitar. Rebuilding himslef, gradually.

And the earth will talk to the sky
When it'd time
They'll agree
Life to seize

New low

I'm hitting the low notes again
Familiar scales
There for you to go up and down on them

Can anyone see me?
Disappearing in those low notes
Chocking on my own air

I wonder if I can summon the strength to start climbing up again

This background music in here isn't helping.

And when im gone you will realise all the things that made me

On public transport

Fluff and coins
The remnands of last night
Red and black
And thunderstrikes

Hope had issues

Hope sat there in the corner
Laughing sarcastically at me
She could see me from there
See me suffering and waiting for her

She couldn't stop herself
If only I knew
If only I knew the reason behind her immature behaviour

Scared shitless
Dipped in doubt!
Doubt pouring out of her existence
Hope couldn't hack it
For she was suffering from performance stress

And so she let me flailing alone
Up until now
I have a few more years to go
I hope she doesn't show up at the eleventh hour.

The world feels even more dangerous
With its extreme roundness

How well we recognise
The need for
The hazzardous learning curve

ah the bureaucrats of my heart never sleep
they never stop pushing my weaknesses, desires and demons around
micromanaging my love