holding it down for me, you're my safety
I could easily bust, but I won't
could feel perilous, but I don't
you said we author our stories every time we're alone
I sort piles and piles of notes
I could grow old, but I don't
I could feel capable, but I don't
I feel ill when I can't describe
why I feel ill I just feel ill inside
and I don't like, don't like to lie
makes me feel bad, makes me feel ill inside
and I try, oh I try to be nice
and I never even take my own advice
and I still think that I try
though now I can't sleep
fingers against the glass
either side only seconds apart
and maybe I'm colder at night
or it could be the cold blue light
and I feel bad but i say I feel tired cause I can't describe
and I try to be nice, but I fail sometimes
Lioness and Sounds of Our Voices are two beautiful tracks. First herd Lioness on radio one in Dunedin been hooked ever since then!
cheers and Kia ora guys! Thomas Self