Billie

Don’t talk to me and pause, give one of those sighs, I've seen these looks, it's where I live now, not your own interesting life, God you’re slow, while you make good causes, I was barely alive, all those conditional clauses, Recife, Manous, Matta Grosso, Is where you expect to die, and you want me to follow, here’s where a story ends, about the way you cried, when I needed comfort, sun kissed beaches skin glow bars, boys, warm easy delights, you course is always below, carried on the tide.