Collapsing

Somebody

Standing My Ground

Darkbloom

Golden

Remade In Misery

Misery

Based on my sister Sasha’s eponymous, unpublished short story. Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/7vkp28QDkOZ6bcMIUi6LkA

She wakes up to find scales under her pillow,
Whispers to the mirror, “Is it time to let go?”
His world’s black and white, but hers is getting clearer,
Dreams of the ocean draw closer to her.

While she feels the pull of the changing tide,
He clings to the shore, trying to hide,
Her future’s vast as the open sea,
He’s anchored in doubt, refusing to see.

As she jingles her bracelets, sounding the call,
He just wishes he weren't there at all.

She’s calling, she’s yearning, she’s beginning to flee,
She’s chasing, she’s changing, becoming the sea.
Riding the waves that whisper her name,
Breaking the bonds, unleashing the main.

She's into witch doctors and superstitions, 
As if on a mission to challenge his love 
Makes him talk to people who he finds quite fishy, 
And one of these days, he'll have had enough.

But one of these days, lit by the setting sun, 
He'll have his grounded world turned upside down.

She’s calling…


It sparkles, it shimmers, it sends golden rays
Onto the onlookers and his silly face.

She’s calling…

She’s going to the sea.

Collapsing

Dead by April

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