(via takeabreath-xo)
mhmm, who just got tickets for city and colour, i did.
you make me so angry! but i’ll love you forever for getting the tickets (L)
rain on the bard
clinging water mark
and your hands are what i had
and calls up what i can
ring you and me
shake memory free
can’t scratch the open sun
can’t chase away the hope
i’ve buried you
in every place i’ve been
you keep ending up
in my shaking hands
rain sound the alarm
and stain my broken heart
the things violinist
buried in my gut
there are chances or choices
sometimes you just have to cut
i’ve buried you
every place i move
you keep ending up
in my shaking hands
i have buried you
with my shaking hands
you keep ending up
every place i been