i float across the lonely ocean
blank stares and love potions
as days drift by to months i’m slowly losing patience 
were you real or were you just my imagination 

too good to be true turned out to be just a lie
now thousands of forced laughs turn to a million hidden cries
i miss the days of excitement of love and of sin
now the ocean pulls me out while your tide pulls me in

i’m feeling a bit dizzy car exhaust fuels my dreams
butterflies float above me masked by raindrops, smoke and screens
now i locked myself alone drifting off to the sea
ooh god only knows what is in store for me

dreamland

line

Dinner Is Served

back in the city

swollen eyes

29 sept

i think i know

There's Always Tomorrow

marion (bon iver cover)

off my hands

(Cover: Persian Garden, Helen Frankenthaler, 1965-66)

Slow Dance

i think i know

Ian Fredrickson