her name is shay. |
I see you've made a trail for me
Scent of love and honey from your seed...
The scent of your breath is on my very own and I...
It stops the aching of your silent breakdown...
Take this inanimate.
You have just as much to fear as me...
The pain that we share is just a little bit...
Scenes played out in normal ways...
Innocent and trapped
A voyeur never sees me...
I'm going to kiss away everything that ever made you cry. |
- sending postcards from a plane crash ( wishing you were here ) . |
This is the first track on your mix tape , it 's short just like your temper , somewhat golden like the afternoons we used to spend before you got too cool . |