Archive for the ‘Heap Imogen’ Category

Useless

Wednesday, January 19th, 2011

You, you come to me
So perfectly yeah
So perfectly made
And yeah all that you are
and yeah all that you said
You’re so exquisitely bred
Mm yeah what more can I say
So, yeah, yeah
I guess it’s all right
Yeah, no
I guess it’s alright whatever
Yeah no
I guess it’s alright
Yeah...

Sweet Religion

Tuesday, July 6th, 2010

I am a mirror, with no reflection
I am a razor, without my blade
I am the daylight when the moons shines no
Who will want to make my sandcastle that’s already made
I feel so useless, do you
Speak to an ear deaf to my voice
Look through your fear, you’re still blind to my way
I reach to hold you, but I don’t feel...