Σάββατο, 3 Σεπτεμβρίου 2011

rorschach's journal [dandelion]


hear the wind blow
whistling violently the impossible
until you have it your way, child

cherish the things, you already know
put on your mask, you don't have to hide no more
what is it that you wanna find?

shimmering highs and lows
puppeteering  in the second degree
I wish you'd listen, we'd all be fine


nobody really knows
who's to blame, for all this blood in my heal
I'd really wish you made up your mind
 


Πέμπτη, 1 Σεπτεμβρίου 2011

rorschach's journal [draught]

(VERSE)

no clouds
what I don't know is how this may sound
to you
my love
-
no rain
but I don't know if you'd like to stay
the night
once more

(CHORUS)

they call me sunshine love
and you're so beautiful
it was nice knowing you
you're unlike anything I know