and sometimes

he can't forget you
you're quite a find
in my mind i
see how he gets you
to close your eyes
kiss the skies

you race down the stairs in the morning
a kiss in half promise, half warning

why would you bother to hang around?
even for some time, now
there will be others to frown upon
if it turns you on

but he's got the worst taste in music
if i didn't know this i'd lose it

but he's got the worst taste in music
if i didn't know this i'd lose it

if there only was this kind stone giant on the mountain that would watch over me

walked on the mountain close to where i live. saw a face in the cliff, said hello. hello child, he said back. the kind stone giant residing there. i tried to draw him, but it wasn't the same. the lines thwarted by my shaking hands. insecurities, always insecurities. and the stone giant looked down so kindly and sighed. so stable so calm there in the mountain. while i can barely keep my arms from flinging this way and that. or my heart. jumping, jumping. ouch. jumped into a wall that i couldn't see. now that i see, i try to avoid it, but no use. no use... my heart, it likes to jump into walls. an adventurer, perhaps. or only restless. but i choose to see it as hopeful as well. a child, an adult, or something between. in delirium in delirium in delirium and lorde sings i live in a hologram with you and that's exactly how it feels. hyperreal. surreal. we'll see.