Friday, December 23, 2011


You cut so quick
I bleed so deep
Your fire, your ice, your sharp mystique.
You cut me quick
My breath so sharp
We've never been so far apart...


I'm stuck in the dream I had at eighteen,
I never knew you would be so mean.
Or maybe it's me,
So lost at sea,
But why would you want to drown with me?

Wednesday, December 21, 2011


But do I really wish that I could build a time machine?
And go back to when you were falling for me,
Instead of falling away.
...Cos as crazy it seems, baby, we both had dreams
And now were tearing, at the seams.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Brown Eyes

But very well dressed.
I get nervous round you
(I've often professed).