The Sweet Lack Of Sunshine
Sick satisfaction.
Small minded, supreme.
Salty and sweet
Sick of seeing what I’ve seen
I can’t hold on forever
We will be together
This isn’t gonna last forever
But this is NEVER
Solemn surprise
Still, steady stigmata
Silhouettes of sunshine
He’s a saint or a Marta
I can’t hold on forever
We will be together
This isn’t gonna last forever
But this is NEVER
Sorry, sad, grown sick of your voice
Sunburnt and shrivelled, surround sound tv
Saxaphone, sunflowers seen in the sky
Simple songs sung while drinking the sea
