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Hazy Summer


Back seat, window rolled down.
Breeze billows in, our music bellows out.
The deep orange day is sinking away
As the light lurches to midnight blue.
It's the height of hazy summer
As our voices overlap and we drive too fast
Down the road that was, until now, unknown,
We're just trying to extend the evening
As far as the headlights will show.
Laughter frequently spills out, cheap vodka too,
Everything's harder to do when you're in
The state of mind that you don't care
The time or for anything beyond the blurring fields.
And you can feel the alcohol and the freedom
And elated love for your friends -
Theoretically it'll end
The harsh, sober sun will return -
But right now, it's forever.
And you're just a girl in the back seat
Living in every heartbeat.

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Sipping orange gin and lemonade
And trying to soak in
The dying daylight.
The trees are green again -
But I'm just hoping
I'll be given the grace to survive
Till cool dusk returns.
Nowadays, I'm lost
To the silent sands of time,
So long I've forgotten
How to lay my blankets
Over the scratching, scorched grass.
And I can't read
My paperbacks anymore -
You see, the sun
Used to pool
On the pale pages
But they stopped by
And shuttered the windows closed.
You know, summer is stretching;
Twenty nights from now
She will have settled in.
She'll shine
For a brief few moments
When she brings the breeze
Back to me, warning
Your orange gin and lemonade
Won't ward off
October's cruel autumn.

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Like Clockwork


Sometimes I feel so watched
I don't open the blinds.
Give me the magic stuff
That will empty my mind;
Give me some red wine
That holds me through the night
So I can wake up
Still hating the morning light.
Like clockwork, 3pm, I pour black coffee,
cola, and a heavy hand of rum.
I haven't felt the sun today, locked in,
But my heart races like I'm on the run.
I tried connecting with these people, thinking,
They're so smart, they'd know what I knew.
But they don't know the wear and tear
Of walking in my shoes.
I'd say I hate it here, buts its the inverse.
Swear I wasn't the first to pull away.
If I could just bleed it dry for my future.
But first I'd have to endure - I'd have to stay.
They recoil when I open my mouth,
So how am I to have my say?
They retort, where I'm from is not where I'll go,
But what's that worth if I make it out alone?

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Atop the sheets


It's so silent here
Sitting crossed legged
Atop my sheets.
So silent I can feel it pressing in on me.
So I return to grieving for the dormant past
Reliving dull memories.
(Cleaning to the tune of the radio,
Open window breeze as I read,
Studying on friday afternoons.)
Basking in the calm.
In who I once was,
And who I long to be once again.
Well, now it's ironic at best.
All the beauty I imagined
Came to life, and more.
But as the spires tower,
I shrink below.
No sunday evening fire to keep me warm.
No old kitchen table to linger at,
Make tea and talk,
Sheltered and safe from the grey dark storm.
So what does one do
In a bedroom alone
Except drag yourself through the past
So vivid you blur the now, and the unknown?

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When The Train Came


I wish we could've stayed like we were,
Laying in the golden grass
Where time stretched out so far
I thought you'd never be just my past.
You kissed my neck as we waited
For the train,
Wearing that pendant
With the initial of your name.
But now the distance makes me sick,
And I only see you through a phone.
Too far away, too tired to try, to fix it.
So I grow into myself, grow more alone.
I know it's circumstance -
What could've been if nothing ever changed.
But life will never be a summer reverie,
So maybe it's time to leave us there -
Beautiful in memory.
I'll try to remember you in the grass,
Wishing the train didn't arrive, but it did
Alas, it did
At last.

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Sun and Moon, Me and You


Deep blue blush
Painted my cheeks.
I wove the night
Into me.
I promised you a golden sunrise
And possibility abound,
That I'd crush my smoked cigarettes
Into the ground.
But each time I reached,
I got the timing wrong:
The sun set into twilight
Wailing the same mournful song.

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My Long-Distance Love


I hate finding it's a two way street,
That love is also grief.
Time and its unholy trinity:
Future, past and me.
But sometimes, I get to agree
Eden isn't some long gone reverie.
It's stitched into your sheets,
And my memories.
And I try, I do, I swear, to be there.
But I'm here, and then I go,
Catch the bus that takes me
Away from home.
So I'm sleeping in your jumper,
The one with traces of your cologne.
But sometimes, somehow,
It makes me more alone.

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Set myself to the flame.
Dear lord, let me be reborn, renamed.
Breathe deep the smoke,
A second language, my first revoked.
I hate this new world in which I live,
Let me run, run, escape.

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Lamp of day burning out,
Chimney smoke hanging thick and low.
As I pace restlessly, alone,
My bright white turns to a weak yellow glow.
Words not typed, retyped, unsent,
My love crookedly translated to distrust.
The record just spins and spins until it stops,
And the fire fails, turning from embers to dust.

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Do you remember it for when it turned bitter?
Or do you romanticize the sweet?
Do you remember in September you showed me your favourite field -
Do you remember in November all the secrets we revealed?
Because I remember you in your kitchen making me half-coffee, half-tea,
I remember learning you played the piano and that you cared for me.
I remember you for your good
Because that won't fade like the bruises and the cuts.
I think it was the cold of January that pulled you from me;
I think the heat of mid july forced us to say goodbye;
But I remember September, November.
Half coffee, half tea, how do you think of me?
You played piano, do you still though?
Laughing on the bus, who makes your new us?
Do you remember the good?
How are your bruises and your cuts?

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Home


If you walk my road,
You see a gate
With red paint
That peels,
And a snow capped mountain
At the end of the field.
If you walk my road,
You see the pub closed down.
Theres nothing in my one horse town.
I wonder,
When you listen to me,
Do you hear the the soft animal cry
In what was otherwise a silent star-filled sky?
Do you hear the evergreen,
The Romantic's lakes, the sycamore tree,
Everything I once loved with familiarity?
Or do you see
how my serenity
Has been stamped out
by that impersonal sandstone.
Does it hang about me,
like an early morning mist,
this feeling of being alone?
If you really look,
I hope you walk down my road.
To the gate
With the red paint
That peels
And the snow capped mountain
Beyond the feild.

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Goodbye


Sheltering from life,
Finding refuge in the night.
A plane trespasses in the sky,
The humming of a distant car passing by.
People crawl on as I lay down to die.
I'm still a child -
For as long as I hide around this corner.
But my stars are fading,
Time is ever changing, as am I.
Goodbye, peace and who I used to be.
Goodbye.

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Sweet - Lana Del Rey
Tupelo Honney - Van Morrison
Apple Cider Bedroom Verison - Beabadoobee (but also every song ever by Bea)
Now that it's too late, Maria - Dawes
Nails - Saint Levant
So hard to choose just 5!!
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So, it seems what they say about wishing upon a shooting star is true.
My eyes closed, I hoped my happiness into existence - some glittering,
unseen force granted me
you.
So, please, my darling, don't worry.
Our story is the most beautiful folklore.
A tale of two souls, intertwined, rough edges lined with gold,
Dulling the blue, creating something new for when we are old.

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Baby Blue


Baby blue,
At the the bottom of the red.
Watching your shades of green turn to grey
as you get stuck in your head.
Baby blue,
frozen by the phases of the moon.
But your summer will come mid-June, July.
Though they all tell you lies,
your heart shines from your light,
like the moon in the night.
Baby blue,
Like the moon in the night.
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Shades of Green


I could find you anywhere on this planet,
I'd just go where my roots, my heart, my future is planted.
I'd just go where everything grows.
A few stolen hours isn't enough
When your arms is the only place I can wake up,
The only place my shades of green come back to me,
And I see myself clearly.

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I'll give you my best,
As I unpack and undress.
My new home beats
Under your chest.

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