because she doesn't know what tomorrow keeps
and it's all such a blur
tomorrow's folds hold nothing for
and it's all such a blur
because tomorrow means nothing...
"I just need some direction
I just need some attention
I just need some affection
I just need anything"
she doesn't want to wake from sleep
because she's not sure what tomorrow keeps
and it's all such a blur
she knows tomorrow means new
and it's all such a blur
because tomorrow holds something
that she doesn't wish to hold
"i can't take the infection
and i don't like these injections
all i've got are these inflections
i could use anything"
it'll be neutral
she says
like the acids and bases
that form her thoughts
it'll be neutral
she says
like the notes and breaths
that form her words
"I just need some direction
I just need some attention
I just need some affection
I just need anything
"i can't take the infection
and i don't like these injections
all i've got are these inflections
i could use anything"
and it's all such a blur
to her to her to her
and it's all such a blur
to her to her to her
and it's all such a blur
1 comment:
Have you written music to any of these? I love this, reminds me of previous personal experiences.
There's another I just read, the name of which escapes me, that makes me think of Morrissey's writing (when he was still in the Smiths).
Would like to hear from you if you can be bothered!
Alice
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