------------------------------------------------------------------ I'm in the garden now Just crushing the flower beds But that was just a memory What else is in your Head, turning against me Love I know you're trying to fix me And I know you think you'll fix me Regret Old red shoes on the step I used to run but then I slipped Mum said I was too loud in my bones Well a thought, that thought poorly I'm all so appalled at it Contemplating life no trip But can we take it back, back, back, back before the accident 'Cos you know that I'm not made of glue And you know that, neither are you Old red shoes on the step I used to run but then I slipped Mum said I was too loud in my bones Well a thought, that thought poorly. I'm all so appalled at it Contemplating life no trip Well ain't we got ourselves into one sticky situation 'Cos you said there would be no more nails But it's funny cause I'm covered in scratches These are wounds that are gaping and they fester and they do not heal Basically If keeping it together is my life long endeavour then I'm gonna struggle for forever and then I'm gonna quit And if my life is on sale For tall tales Lands conscious of their changes, effects and their beliefs Who am I meant to be All I ever wanted to do Was make, make, make a beautiful sound All I ever wanted to do was make, make me, make, make me, me ------------------------------------------------------------------

------------------------------------------------------------------ So no one ever taught me how to be a man And I sit thinking this whilst looking into the palms of my hands Not writing right now just tracing the lines and the cracks Some people believe that it's all laid out and this all that we have My parents decided to believe in a god but I'm done with that now but not the love they pass on Always time for another I see the answers like the sun through the fog Because I was born to enquire listen retort, my problem is I'm too quick to anger and snort and if I can't then this darkness comes and I am all at fault and if I can't then this blackness comes and blots and knots my stomach to tie me to the belly of boat, will it sink or will it float There's a universe out there and I am just a blimp just a moment in time Love is patient, love is kind, love is hiding in the hills that are spoke of in the valleys yeah that love is a force to reckon with I try to quantify love; or give a direct definition. Love is mobile, love can creep. Love is hiding in the food we eat and every tender mouthful is a reminder that love does not need me as much as I need love. Meant to be or else just be yourself Be good for all the turmoil Be good for it will end Be there and we'll turn it on its head Be there for good Be there for poor Be there for yourself Be there for me So pleasant a hello and a crippled goodbye, I don't do well in crowds. I see the mockery in laughs and you need to understand that I don't like to act to just to shout it out. I am me not my mental health but I'm sure there's been a billion like me and I will not be the last, You see I'm done with this mental health but I'm never done with the mind my mind is your mind but I don't trust its train of thought visions of seeing something real just to bring a tear to my eye cos I replayed that night a thousand fucking times, shall we buy vodka? Whiskey? Wine? Perhaps a port and a little WKD side. We'll drink the cheekiest of Vimtos and we'll throw caution to the air. But I only have that feeling of not knowing what went on so I came back fucking harder than anyone, yeah you took my innocence and I had my way with you, years of fucking time I fucked a hundred fucking finds and now I'm not sure if I ever fucking fucked you over at all Did you fucking rape me? Did I not get my words out? Did I slur my toungue and make a no sound yes? Did I watch in horror? Did I even interrupt? Dear beautiful human how did we even fuck this up? I need to be grateful, because I can express myself in any way I please and every sense of the world I am so endowed and all so overwhelmed. Meant to be or else just be yourself Be good for all the turmoil Be good for it will end Be there and we'll turn it on it's head Be there for good Be there for poor Be there for yourself Be there for me Sympathised since I could see the sky, and you face up breathing it in, you're worse than that this whole rhymes a flaw of your self-centred self on centre shelf with an enormous grin but you're not proud where you've been got your scars and we won't open the tin to find out your sins your battle is now and always trying to fit in, see they've got turmoils too some on par some subpar your own par is giant on the spectrum can I only hope to live in his victorious shadows of selflessness more moments of love like he was dragging the sled of his kid with one palm in his sons hand and the other with rope wrapped around his broken wrist he is way more god than I see in Genesis and if I can just slow down and learn then maybe I'll be fine and he'll become I and we will both know bliss ------------------------------------------------------------------

------------------------------------------------------------------ I like roses and lilies cos I'm a cliche Now let that sink in so you might remember one day You're my foremost fore-mostly and I'm a wreck at best You perfect sweet pleasant god of my life Flowers burn my nasal passages Oh how I yearn for the summer months to be done Winters coming and I'm leaving indentations, everywhere I go Easy to backtrack to the dating, when hope will come and blossom all over And we love the fall, ochre, auburn and every shade of dry leaf. Where your land lies, I dream in rows Of corn and barley To harvest plenty, fruitful prosperity Where your land lies, I work hard get my hands dirty To feel your earth moist and overwhelming Where your land lies, I will be buried Giving myself back to your soil, Decomposing reminiscent of crops of bounty, grow tall and flourish skywards Overgrown for insects and animals, scurry and bask Tender is gratitude and a heart for the healthy. Where your land lies Is secret and hidden And I am found wanting Will keep on searching Flowers burn my nasal passages Flowers burn my nasal passages Year in year out, my eyes swell at the very thought of it But nothing is as beautiful as that first look It's just so twisted that I can't keep it as sweet as it seemed and I have to sneeze and scratch all over my own skin Well, Flowers burn my nasal passages And it's this recoiling that has me begging for the colder months Instead of just taking and giving so freely If you're taking then I'm giving indefinitely I'll be the cup let you fill me up I'll be the summit and I want you to climb I just want be a lover And I want to be a brother I'm so sick of trying to fend for myself Wrap me up in magic My little featherweight featherweight You're a fucking nightmare that I can not escape My little featherweight featherweight Yeah you are My little featherweight featherweight Yeah you are, yeah you are My little featherweight featherweight Your words not mine You never set me free, I've been digging deep down won't accept defeat I'm gonna dig dig dig dig myself out of this hole Buried down at rock bottom nothing's gonna stop 'em walking all over you You gotta dig dig dig dig yourself out of this hole Dig dig dig yourself out of this Dig dig dig yourself out of this Dig dig dig myself out of this Buried down at rock bottom nothing's gonna stop 'em walking all over you You gotta dig dig dig dig yourself out of this hole I like roses and lilies cos I'm a cliche Now let that sink in so you might remember one day You're my foremost fore-mostly and I'm a wreck at best You perfect sweet pleasant god of my life ------------------------------------------------------------------