Than pretend I feel alright - Arcade Fire
I would like to apologise to YOU, about my lack of interesting ideas and writing skills recently. I can only put it down to tons of homework and excessive Jerry Jakson watching. So I apologise, and I promise to do more posts when I have more time and actually have some ideas. It might be tomorrow, it might be a week, but until then here's something to keep you occupied...
Sitting on the corner of our rusty bed
Stroking the lace as if to comfort a child
Eyes staring open, mine wide and red
Don’t know what to think, my odds are piled
Crawl over to you slumped against the window sill
No teardrops my darling, your crack’d lips are still.
Closing your eyelids with two shaking tips
I slide down beside you and take your cold hand
Squeezing too hard, my reverie rips
Too late to say, this never was planned
Stroking your cheek, wasted away with distress
Ivory skin pulled tight like a wedding dress.
One final kiss on your purple lip
Burn down this house till nothing remains
Left marks on your soul from dark love’s whip
My guilty thoughts bind me like chains
Rain bounces in through the open window
It ripples, pools on your furrowed brow
Feigns crying, it trickles down your face
Our last moments no one can erase.
A silver hilt glinting in your chest
Drives deep into my own hairy heart’s nest
Let’s play masochists one final time
Our future’s clock chimes it’s last chime.
Written by India Davies.
Song for you today, yay (rhyming skills).
Stone Roses - I wanna be adored
So the Stone Roses are reforming! Admittedly, I had never really got into them before, but once looking up some of their stuff, this song caught my eye (or ear, whatever). So get hooked.
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