I catch myself as a balloon
Easily, but very soon
I'll be come a ball, every time I fall
Closer to the ground
At last I will become a stone
Stones are lazy, stones are grey
Hard to carry, never change their way
As I can't move
You don't stand still
I'm hard to carry but you will
Sweep away my stony shape
I'm only numb until I break
2012 • There Is Not Enough Space in the Dark
2009 • Every Seaman’s Got a Favourite Spaceship
2009 • Every Seaman’s Got a Favourite Spaceship
2009 • Every Seaman’s Got a Favourite Spaceship
2009 • Every Seaman’s Got a Favourite Spaceship
2009 • Every Seaman’s Got a Favourite Spaceship
2012 • There Is Not Enough Space in the Dark
2012 • There Is Not Enough Space in the Dark
2012 • There Is Not Enough Space in the Dark
2012 • There Is Not Enough Space in the Dark
2012 • There Is Not Enough Space in the Dark
2012 • There Is Not Enough Space in the Dark