La Costa Rasa
Like a Machine
Burning Idols
Autopilot
A Kind of Life
Madeline
Close Enough
Come On
Jet
Headband
Silence
Sorry / Headphones
Dedicated to Isobel
She's always in her headphones
She's moving in her space
Positiving filters essential
to just get by
I seen her when she's smiling
And floating down the street
Seriously upbeat avoiding
It makes me think
Of all the times i acted
To try to please myself
Disregarding others potential
To be themselves.
I wish i had been stronger
But regrets count for shit
This is not some long-shot confession
That puts things right.
And sorry is simply a word
And I'm so tired
There are no retractions enough
To justify. My love.
I used to leave her flowers
I used to leave her books
I used to leave her photographs
Of images i took thinking of her
I did it with intention
I did it with a fear
I did just in case i wasn't
Missing the moment
I never meant to make you feel
Uncomfortably unsure
I never meant to make you feel
Apprehensive, at all.
And Sorry is simply a word
And I'm so tired
There are no reactions enough
To save my soul. Now.
Outro
Sorry, but apologies, don't mean shit.