With this right of passage, cruel twist of fate, with every turn of every card I never see,
until it's too late, the deed is done and leaves me wondering just where our love has gone


beaujolais_day

I went to morrison's grave at pere lachaise cemetery
The stony flowers and the matching graffiti were guiding me to the steps inside of me

And what will you do if i got down on

just_good_friends

(dick/usher/boult/simmonds)

There's something i want to ask you
Before it's too late,
It's been on my mind since the first time we met
It scares me now more, now th

lady_let_it_lie

You should have listened to what your mother said
You should have listened to what your father told you to do
But you always did just what you always wanted to do
Now you end

warm_wet_circles

On promenades where drunks propose to lonely arcade mannequins
Where ceremonies pause at the jeweller's shop display
Feigning casual silence in strained romantic interludes
Till

no_dummy

Me, I'm a nothin' double zero trying to do something
Me, I'm a screwball, tired of being put down
Tired of being shot down

I'm gonna put some ink on the white sheets <

somebody_special

She's got a photograph of David Bowie
In a Victorian hand made frame
Signed backstage by a roadie in his name
She's got Hemingway in her bedside table
And a pistol und

she_chameleon

Sheltering her ego on the edge of the floodlight's arc
She'll contemplate seduction, calculate the catch
When she moved her presence speared me
When she spoke her words ensnared

out_of_my_mind

The girl that I've been dreaming of is stepping with another guy
On the dancefloor at the center of the room
And the record that they're dancing to's the one we used to dance to