i am a time capsule.
give me some bit of truth and i will show it back to you on your deathbed.
my eyes are always rubbed red.
every new lark has been designed to perfection- down to the wide-eyed wonder.
everything else is wrecked and broken down on the side of the road, and thats if im lucky.
lets dance the tarantella until the morning light comes round and i can see more clearly.
im always up until it gets light out. waiting.
for something that never happens.
im leaving on a jet plane, dont know when ill be back again...
when i was younger, alot younger, i went through a phase where i used to carry a letter filled with words i have never told anyone. maybe one day ill get some courage and a stamp.
love the ruiner of hearts.
