Friday, August 29, 2014

End summer season

I sent u this do I wanna know song
U pretended not to have seen 
Now I’m one of your unseens
It’s the only status I ever had, and still
I would have taken it, one day
They will find me out, you said
It’s not even important, it’s just
Signaling and signaling
Selling things - too serious
Taking things under value
I’m unfair, u r nothing
Like that, only pretext now
A stir of memory without promises
You wanted it that way
On the run to have reasons
To turn back into a hive of
Busy and sweet 
End summer seasons