Summer,2003.

Cafe roofs/living room floors/ grassy knolls
We were just market hall kids.

don't worry. things will be ok. x

So i may have lied when i said it wasn't for anything

Remembering exactly.

p.s.Can we pretend i took this please? okay, yeah. Thanks.

Summer '09

I'm watching you watching them watching us.
Passing through empty stations.....this is me leaving.
I told you i would.


Some days things don't fit.
Up turned tables and lofty open spaces, aimlessly running fingers through hair, watching shadows for answers.

Blocks of colour.

You're not listening now.

Time to leave. Time to start.

Wedged between two pieces of wood the serpent eats its own tail.

I miss Texas

Music made for Sundays

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WDyfn_gB_s8

Walking round in circles and straight lines,
Life getting clearer and more complicated all at the same time.
Looking out and looking in i like to forget,
recording over the same memory until it is disguised as another.
The sickness will fade.
It never meant as much as it seems to now,
my heart is tricking my brain and my brain is tricking my heart.

You are falling.

Fuck off world.

Choking on hot water i come up for air.
This isn't my world anymore; this isn't you, this isn't me, this isn't 'us'.
Wilderness for miles.

Remember how it started and remember how it ends.

Waking in between dreams you were there, and you.

'Everything is going to go dark for a while......'

'...don't be scared'.

I wait.
Muted colours and grey skies.
I am running. I am running away.

Today the sun came out and it felt like summer,
Everything is better in summer.

This is the year to end all overs.
I.D.S.T.