Feigned Belief-Troubled Coast

Feigned Belief - Troubled Coast Sweet summer nights, sweet Andrea. Spent like thieves with jars leaping towards northern lights. Let breakers crash upon your chests. Let rogue waves form but never crest and then fade away like yesterday. O’ wild woods and bending brooks your hollow as the hollow trunks tossed across your needled bed. But now the oceans all I see and nevermore’s a phrase I breathe. So let breakers crash upon my chest and let rogue waves form so I can get a good nights rest and never fade like yesterdays. I’ve feigned belief in tongues. Believed in destined love. You’ve watched me come undone and not turned away. My body bent and broke. Through a camera lens was shown a future tense and it seems ok. Let the waves pull me under. Let them bend, break and then bury me. On winter night I find you strolling through my mind again, into the red blood of my veins into the black ink of my pen. On quiet nights I hear you calling through my headphones, the songs you sing to me are nothing short of beautiful.