The beautiful lie

If the world did end Would you be my apocalyptic friend? Until tomorrow then If the skies did fall Would you pick up my last call? Until tomorrow then Navigate to the moon Flee the planet this...

Got a visit from a dead dog He slept at the end of my bed last night He could tell I was fading And somehow fighting against the light And every day when I open my eyes I see unwanted funerals Maybe...

Hanging off the bridge by a fingernail Trapped in the harbour when the ship set sail Boy you're one card short of the pack Begging for your baby to take you back Stubbed a cigarette out on his hand...

Found his memoirs in an old junk shop Dated from 1916 Sentenced to death while still shell-shocked For deserting the infantry Blindfold on and one step back No need to get upset Don't be hasty with...

You only call me when you're drunk Deplorable old friend, somewhere in the East end I guess you have me on speed-dial For your eyesight is too blurred, to text me any words I've got no bone to pick...

Fingertips are all I have Have you heard the sea? The water's edge is all I have Have you heard it breathe? An endless sigh I cannot hear Here I cease to run Arid mouth so hard to speak Speak? Cat got...

Be my late night partner Oh pull me from the crowd With all of your old records We'll drink 'til we pass out Where are the moments that I feel so alive? I've lost everyone I need But music slays my...

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Oh, to have a pristine claw These hands are old and sore The knuckles they ache, the bones they do break Oh, to have a youthful frown Bleed on the surgeon's gown Put plastic in me, I'm perfect you see...

The whole town nearly died When rocks flew from the sky The stray dogs whined and howled At dark foreboding clouds The mayor screamed and fled The priest hid under his bed Uprooted trees did spin To...