daisy:

gossips:

I find shelter in this way

Under cover, hide away

Can you hear when I say

I have never felt this way

Maybe I had said something that was wrong

Can I make it better with the lights turned on

Maybe I had said something that was wrong

Can I make it better with the lights turned on

Could I be, was I there

It felt so crystal in the air

I still want to drown whenever you leave

Please teach me gently how to breathe

(via alizabeth)