YDL_028 = bitter sweet seldom blue

YDL_028 - bitter sweet seldom blue

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i’m coming

i’m writing something

something that i hope is touching

and i just turned 22

i was wondering what the hell to do

the smaller the town

the closer we got

the less of a shit i gave

the greater them feelings grew

way out of control

and u know that’s it’s true

i couldn’t open my mouth to tell you the truth

ain’t that the truth

that’s the truth

i wanted to break free overseas

break free with u

let’s be lovers under covers

i won’t speak upon the repercussions

i won’t leave you for no freak comeuppance

that was the motive

they were the moves

that was as close as we got to the truth

feels like today’s the first day of the rest of my life

and after all the shit i’ve gone through this year man i’d best to be right

but i can’t make that call

i can’t let you in

i will let you down

please get out my room

i don’t even rate myself

how could i have rated you?

boys like me like girls like you

we ain’t changing the script

no this ain’t nothing new

trapped like a bug on the tube

trying to find my feet

trying to fill these shoes

i lost a part of my mind this summer

it used to go my way

now it goes straight through

bitter sweet seldom blue

you see i only feel right when the night is

and the feeling is

if u know then u know

loom on the corner

loom on the low

don’t spread the word

don’t tell a soul

where the river shimmers black and silver

and the streets glow, let’s go

and the town dilates when i hear from my mates

and then we pitch black push bike ride all night

and sleep all day

and the air gets thick in the nighttime

in the evening breathing

8 whole hours til first light

6 whole hours til first train

and in the meantime

the river curls round the town

it was raining like a movie when you moved me

and i felt like an actor

trapped in a role

reading a script

out of control

loom on the corner

loom on the low

driving all night under stars in the sky

til the sunshine arrives on the place that we call

home

boy that year went quick

it’s almost like we didn’t do shit…

when we did

sat in cars or the back of bars

with a zut in the boot and some friends of ours

until we drift apart

don’t drift apart