1+2=ME.

1
The dimly lit walkways
and avenues.
Beneath bridges,
lead me through
dreamy days.
It's into the dark
everytime,
it's no wonder I lost my mind,
and my memory.

But I wouldn't have it any other way.
Wonder weary all along the empty streets.
And I don't mind my broken legs.

Walk myself home beneath the stars.
strolling along the ocean shore,
and I wish for tidal waves,
to carry me out to sea.
To an island that's all for me,
to fade away.

But I wouldn't have it any other way.
With no one there to tell me how to be.
I'll grow my hair down to my knees.

I'd befriend coconut trees.
the breeze,
breathe in through the sparkling seas.
Evaporating in the sun.
Is my number one,
Priority.

But I wouldn't have it any other way.
No I wouldn't have it any other way.
I wouldn't have it any other way.


////////// Coconut by Saves The Day



2
Harold walks down
Any street of this town
Both crier and witness
The sun drops
Clouds shift
His legs twitch
The clocks chime
On cafes, pharmacies, and dime stores
In bar rooms he sits all alone
Erupting

In his head it's like the weather
In his head it's like the weather
In his head it's like the weather
Oh, oh, oh
Back and forth it's like the weather
Back and forth it's like the weather
Back and forth it's like the weather
When it rains it pours down

Weatherman, do you feel?
Do you feel?
Is it stormy inside of your veins?
Weatherman, do you feel?
Is it stormy inside of your veins?


////////// Harold Weathervein by Cursive