Words are words, and they mean nothing.

The uncertainty of forgotten things.

The only bad part about flying is having to come back down.

I knew you before you made ends meet, and now we’re meeting our end.

What’s to stop me from slipping down the well/instead of tumbling down the hill/after you?

There’s freedom to, and freedom from.

I came fast like 911 in white neighbourhoods.

I keep forgetting we're not in love any more.

Don't ever pay me, I look good in debt.

I am the diehard with an empty dance card propping up a young bar.

Now I am better I implore you to say it isn't right.

And if I call you, I will call you by your name.

Water takes the shape of all that it surrounds.

Sara, you're the poet in my heart.

I don't think he would hurt me; I know he would.

I don't have the right to interfere.

And all the World is football-shaped, it's just for me to kick in space.

Whenever I was a child I'd wonder what if my name had changed into something more productive, like Roscoe.