Enter Site Jul 07 2022 Better Angels Dawn hits The sunrise on my breath The fog lifts from pretending to forget All the nights we left those […] View all News

Dawn hits
The sunrise on my breath
The fog lifts from pretending to forget
All the nights we left those Berwick Street hotels
To the corners where we wished each other well

It’s alright
I’m not trying to get them out of my head
It’s alright
If you don’t care then I don’t care
Is this where we
Begin again

From a stumbling mess I was searching to erase
To the hands that pull me through without trace

I no longer see faces
On the Polaroids we hid
Behind a street sign is St James’s
Where no one is forbidden

So here’s to the moment I deceive my better angels
And the foggy midnight floors of perfect strangers

It’s alright
I’m not trying to get them out of my head
It’s alright
If you don’t care then I don’t care
It’s alright
I don’t want to get them out of my head
Is this where we
Begin again