“
But me I’m a single cell
On a serpents tongue
There’s a muddy field where a garden was
And I’m glad you got away
But I’m still stuck out here
My clothes are soaking wet
From your brother’s tears
And I never thought this life was possible
You’re the yellow bird that I’ve been waiting for
The end of paralysis
I was a statuette
Now I’m drunk as hell on a piano bench
And when I press the keys
It all gets reversed
The sound of loneliness makes me happier
— bright eyes (via ladycigarettes)
