A hero’s foot trapped in the clouds



just sit back and enjoy the show

it’s time our chests feel whole

another night staring down the barrel

only to see the running eyes of god

and all the dreams you left behind

you’d say I pushed my luck

when my hands pull away from you

it’s as if they’ve faced the fangs of snakes

if it was just a one time thing

why are you still here with me?

you’re so good at drawing me in with your tongue

cutting it right through my heart

with a rusting sword dripping common gold

if what I’ve been told is true

you’ll be the last one to see me still alive tonight


May, 2018



I’m lost in all the light you’ve cast over me

In the short time you let me sit in your heart

I thought I could have you forever

Until I walked away to let another sit in

Tell me a lie, how have things been?

I just want to hear something besides good


0102



I left us behind in your passenger seat

on that cold Monday night

overdosed on sleeping pills

and dreaming about facing god in a trial

I’m just too afraid that I’ll be wrong

When I see your face in the light

and feel the floor fade away,

I think I lose myself in your laughter

Some days, the December

we left behind still comes to mind

Of picnics in pink, of lazy days

at your stairway with paint on our hands

and sun on our cheeks,

of mornings bathed in light

eating pancakes by your neighbour’s

overgrown garden,

of movie nights spent ‘til the am

If everything was a lie,

could god let me rest easy now?

I do not know what to call

the space in my brain where it’s all so blue,

with your radiant smiles

dripping cold honey gold all over my heart

The drive up the hill past your

cracked white gates was always the best

If god was the one putting us to test,

I hope you know we’ll never end

Even if the lanes get smaller

and the sun disappears from my words,

I hope you remember us from that

Tuesday afternoon at the place where

the waves sing you to sleep and

the air smells like tea.

Or was it all just a lie?


how do I make things feel like they used to?


to the last stop

where would we end up if I took you for your word?


(via bled)


I guess this is just the wind picking up again, until everything has been blown away and nothing here is as before


Come down from your tower


The Quiet



I guess it’s good you got to say goodbye first

Found another’s arms to fall right into

So even if you find that I’m getting worse

Pretend you don’t know what I’m going through

Please keep to the quiet, and don’t make a sound

You know your brother’s watching over the rings

If one day he sees me around town

I’m sure he’ll give you a ring

and ask about me


But you see, even so, don’t tell him

Why you gave him our rings,

mailed back my things

and asked for your keys

It’s not like it matters anymore


The good side



‘‘I got the good side of things

Left you with both of the rings


So many thoughts I wanted to share

But I didn’t call ‘cause it wouldn’t be fair

Then I got the good side of new

Found arms to fall right into

I know how it looked, it wasn’t the plan

And some day I hope that you’ll understand’’