Going off on a tangent, I've barely sort through
Sooner or later, what difference I'm not sure
Admired handwriting
What's the point in trying to prove subtle intuition to you,
when it's clear to me?
Flowers decay on the sill, lights and incense made me ill
Am I expected to ignore?
Once a week, don't speak too often
You want Atlantic grandeur,
thought I'd stay to keep you out of frame,
but you got in the shot anyway
I gave in the upper hand
Shakespearean disorder,
short of proof these lies extend
No disclaimer to soften the blow
You went out last night,
directions carved into the ceiling,
then what happened?
Am I expected to ignore?
Once a week, don't speak too often
You want Atlantic grandeur,
thought I'd stay to keep you out of frame, unlikely
So impressed by steady hands,
the perfect lighting and placement
So you made it more than that,
knew that I would see,
and now you've made your statement,
but never had to say it
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Girl and Her Bad Mood are a dreampop band from Indonesia who excel at nestling heartbreakingly beautiful melodies amidst silvery guitars. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 23, 2023