geography with you and me
a poem by Gwevera Nightingale
zeppelins hung in the skies, around the world, so in disguise hovered over, watching still, each leveraged rupture echoed will sighting soldiers lock us down, it is our love, it is our sound teaching every special pair, like you and me, of such despair hardest friendships make for luck, separate havens, clearing muck hope would grow in rightest ways, now, forever, lessened haze hearts were holy, love confused, but friends are always when they choose welcome with myself you’ll be, it’s here at first I pray you’ll see never had I been confused, my heart did only become bruised adventures were our right to seek; I’ll take you there, my favorite creek plans were never something earned, except with you, because it burned left I was, but she was too, for only blindness bled us through all it took, all which fell, it came right back, she rang my bell father flung, forever free, belching bellows with her tree
No Geography - The Chemical Brothers
