“The stain on my notebook remain all that’s left,
of the memory of late nights,
and coffee in bed.”
All articles filed in September 29, 2015
Some are silent till the chances are all gone :: SOTD
“Ever changing,
ever moving,
ever finding,
ever losing,
every moment of our choosing bears a cost.”
You were raised on a promise
Under the Pressure :: The War on Drugs
from the album, Lost in the Dream (2014)
“Well the comedown here was easy,
like the arrival of a new day.
But, a dream like this gets wasted without you.”
