Road to Recovery

I like how you say thank you, with a kiss on my back
From when I’m lying spent, just before you hit the sack

I like how we argue with the most random reasons
Our way of showing love, in a funny conversation

I like to spend time, wondering
If things weren’t the same, how would it have been?
Would I still be so sure?
Would you still be my cure?
Would we have made our way back here?

Gone

Looking through the eyes of a millionaire
Strange and Beautiful, I can see… I’m aware

Dust turns to gold
Black turns to blue
I see new colours
Do u see them too?

Dark turns to light
Old turns to new
I feel a presence
Do you feel it too?

Escape

I cried
You smiled
I talked
You listened quietly
Escaping through the gaps

I broke
You left
I stayed
You moved on silently
Escaping my worst fears

I trembled all night long
While you stayed in bed

Throne

Once upon a long long time ago
There was a story of a boy I didn’t know
He pulled out a sword, made the sky glow
And saved a princess over the rainbow

Stories after stories, my mother told
Now that I’m grown up, I surely know

I want a hero, sitting on a throne