normal people
oh, we’re on the road again.
chasing dreams down dead end streets.
oh, it’s time to run again.
fallen down and just getting to our feet.
yeah, we should get away, just drive off and leave it all behind.
we need to make a move, but we’ll just stay and keep living out our lives.
oh, see the plastic faces
the concrete pages of our lives.
oh, we live in cages: we look outside
never thinking of within.
untitled
the streets aflame in amber light.
the night burns black as dark things take flight.
the force of evil awake in this land.
we don’t need your righteous hand.
untitled
i’m a melted picture in a smashed frame
you broke me in but still i’m still not tame
collisions
where do you end
and i begin
where emotions collide
and the line is thin
quote
This came in a text from Paul, who I believe was in Richmond at the time:
“I’m at the Richmond festival! In Richmond!”
