Waterman safety, Waterman vintage music nib, lyrics.

“I wish that I believed in fate, I wish I didn’t sleep so late. I used to be carried in the arms of cheerleaders.”

“Hey blue, there is a song for you, ink on a pin. Underneath the skin, an empty space to fill in.”

“You put a big bird in a small cage, it’ll sing you a song, that we all love to sing along, to the sound of the bird that mourns.”

“When out of a doorway, the tentacles stretch of a song that I know, and the world moves in slo-mo, straight to my head like the first cigarette of the day.”

“You have lived and your intelligence is sexy. I wanna know what you’ve got to say. I can tell you taste like the sky ’cause you look like rain.”

“Don’t seem right. I’ve been strung out here all night. I’ve been waiting for the taste you said you’d give to me.”

“And now, my strongest force of habit, my favourite game, my wrecking ball is you. So why stay clear?”

“Well it’s been a long time, long time now, since I’ve seen you smile. And I’ll gamble away my fright, and I’ll gamble away my time.”

“And on the worst days, when it feels like life weighs ten thousand tonnes, I sleep with my passport. One eye on the back door, so I can always run. I can get up, shower in half an hour, I’d be gone.”

“Like baby’s breath, I’m holding on to air. My lung’s a thief. Should I know you? A stranger though you seem, you feel like home.”