"the bows the dips the woos"
"I don’t want to fade away"
"Congratulations on the mess you made of things
On trying to reconstruct the air and all that brings
And oxidation is the compromise you own
But this is beginning to feel like the dog wants her bones saved”
I wouldn’t say that I think about you every day … but when I do, it never fails to keep me awake
Facing forward is not so bad
"maybe i’ll be expectable one day"