Presley

Who can dream of empathy, sitting on a wall, boom of a broken sea, I find his eyes awake, dancing on thorns, he reads me and shakes, each day of uncertainty, echoed by his phone calls, an absence of reality, who wants to stake, a fear of being torn, no wonder why i hesitate, someone turns and asks me, a penny for your thoughts, I think about infidelity, so useless to fake, the lies we cast abroad, waiting for the next train, uncertainty digests reason, wondering if i'm born, within this season, shirred egg thoughts.

Our Cargo Party: Oaklyn

Our Cargo Party: Oaklyn: Forget that you're better, those who try to kid, would they stay together, the Fleet's here to booze, off their foreign trips. a...

Our Cargo Party: Oaklyn

Our Cargo Party: Oaklyn: Forget that you're better, those who try to kid, would they stay together, the Fleet's here to booze, off their foreign trips. a...

Our Cargo Party: Oaklyn

Our Cargo Party: Oaklyn: Forget that you're better, those who try to kid, would they stay together, the Fleet's here to booze, off their foreign trips. a...

Our Cargo Party: Oaklyn

Our Cargo Party: Oaklyn: Forget that you're better, those who try to kid, would they stay together, the Fleet's here to booze, off their foreign trips. a...

Our Cargo Party: Oaklyn

Our Cargo Party: Oaklyn: Forget that you're better, those who try to kid, would they stay together, the Fleet's here to booze, off their foreign trips. a...

Our Cargo Party: Oaklyn

Our Cargo Party: Oaklyn: Forget that you're better, those who try to kid, would they stay together, the Fleet's here to booze, off their foreign trips. a...