These are thoughts born under the moon's glow; when sheep has run out, and sleep's a child playing hide and seek with the mind.
Some moonlit verses from a pillow-hugging girl.
*PTY | 20 [03.08.17]
- 00 | Moonlit
- 01 | Flesh and Bones
- 02 | Afraid
- 03 | End
- 04 | Wind
- 05 | Cold
- 06 | Lines
- 07 | Mud
- 08 | Unsaid
- 09 | Moon
- 10 | Me
- 11 | Shoes
- 12 | Two
- 13 | Seas
- 14 | Clowns
- 15 | Beauty
- 16 | Blue
- 17 | Tapes
- 18 | Tears
- 19 | You Shan't
- 20 | Onions
- 21 | Poet
- 22 | You Are
- 23 | Apples
- 24 | That Place
- 25 | Game
- 26 | Price
- 27 | Words
- 28 | Rainbows and Unicorns
- 29 | Goodbye
- 30 | Because
- 31 | I Care Not
- 32 | Loon
- 33 | War
- 34 | Fool
- 35 | Mask
- 36 | Fin