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  I have a story to tell you  I knew this girl back in Aberdeen Eyes of a deep ocean opal With a fierce likeness to a sun beam You'll only know what I tell you Half a tale spun out of scandal and solitude She followed me back home to London All for a candle that kept the wick blue This dream remains evergreen I've been there once or twice in spirit Sipping whiskey down in Aberdeen I say all of this freedom's illicit  Come face to face with my ingenuity She's on her way back to Essex Amongst the six degrees of rusted vanity She left a full throttled stain on my reputation This subtle babble is perennial I leave red torrents hinting my abdication But Aberdeen is on the cusp of denial Ruining my valiant intentions Once all of this is done and dusted I forget what it all means Deep in the fading silence do I question Do I really need this misery? I still recall how her whispers flutter As soft as the lace on her waist and her wrist Naming my ego in the violet of twilight Fo...

  Based On: Down Bad by Taylor Swift Would you have preferred it Staying familiar strangers In this town, I deserve it Don't you take this away from me now It's overdramatic, I know Flushed in past tense, none of this pining's left There was a fatal urgency that left as quick as you came to me Now I'm down bad with the case of this madness Interlacing fate and persuasion I'm anchored by the anvil, you're my rival And I'd hate to face the conjugation Of our intersecting timelines And its overdramatic, I know Its like electricity through by bones I admit I jumped off the ledge too late Hung around long enough, I'd never be safe I'm only terrified, all I want is peace Romantic sunsets on a pale blue beach "Forget about the boy!", but this yearning's free He said my faith lacked some decency It's overdramatic, I know My friends say my feelings are over the top Kick the cap off the bottle and cry out in cursive You're halfway through...

  Based On: Carolina, Honey by Rachel Bochner I traded the best I had for a single chance to know what this is Flying through the dreamscape I memorized the first time I felt it They say I'm foolish for living in alignment with your moments, now they call me a tyrant Tell me how you'd change me so I'm everything you wanted I feel the taste of escape like electric blue currents I never saw through the cracks in the tunnels of my vision  It slowly bleeds into the reality of my dawning grave And somewhere over the haze of midsummer  With the passing of heat of this fatal fever I had the taste of the want I never thought I'd crave They say it's nothing but distraction wearing good perfume  But what do you do when these pulsations consume you? I'd rather have this infatuation be permanently subdued  Than let my overdrive send the bridges I built to fumes I feel the taste of escape like electric blue currents Run through my veins leaving an ache so foreign  It bl...

  I drew the map of London, on parchment  On the floor of my winter borne attic As I had seen it, as clear as crystal In every one of my dreams, last week Alone in my chapel of the almighty I made up Wisteria, I saw you Waiting in clandestine devotion Wisteria, I saw you I've had enough of this age old yearning I understand why you never answered My shattered pot of ink drowns my ruins I wear my patience like a badge of honor Alone in the haze of my made up faith Wisteria, I saw you In the pink of the morning and deep in the moonlight Wisteria, I thought of you   I can imagine how it must make you feel Chancing upon me on the steps of St. Paul Invisible eyes watching you watch me sleep Through the violent rumble of the storm  I followed the signs you left for me Through the crossing of kings at dawn My family sends out a search party for me Having traded impulse for my soul I sowed all this tension, harvested attachment To a stranger I'd known for so long You look li...