The Musical / Hey Bog

The Musical

Sugar the Bruise

The Bust of Nefertiti

Will Butler + Sister Squares

Arrow of Time

Good Time

Parallel

Under Blue Skies

Avalon

I know it’s hard for you to try and guess everything I’m thinking
Is that what you’re thinking?
Can I make it youthfully tragic, enigmatic?
While I’m clinging onto the thought that it can’t beat me
But it nearly beat me

And my chest grows tight, when I know that I

I think I’ve felt this fall before
It’s sticking harder than I’d thought
I’ll call my friends, and let them down
And change my name, and leave my town
Then go get help, but lie about it all
Til you see the signs of the fall

I guess I’m still that kid with all her fears
I thought coming of age would come with a bit more patience
I didn’t know if I’d make it
Do I rely on the medication?
Internet sensations?
Dopamine-dependent temporary vacations from everything that I’m faking

And my chest grows tight, when I know that I

I think I’ve felt this fall before
It’s sticking harder than I’d thought
I’ll call my friends, and let them down
And change my name, and leave my town
Then go get help, but lie about it all
Til you see the signs of the fall

Has my ego become too bruised finding something to live and die for?
Know that I’ve still got more to prove, but there’s too much to care and fight for

And my chest grows tight, when I know that I

I think I’ve felt this fall before
It’s sticking harder than I’d thought
I’ll call my friends and let them down
And change my name, and leave my town
Then go get help, but lie about the reasons why I don’t come out
I’m scared to love and I’m scared to lose
And I’m scared of ageing for both me and you
And I’m all choked up, have I said too much?
Did I roam too far?
Will you pick me up?

Tragic Inevitable

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