Cornelius Julius - Always Something / Always Nothing

Whose words are these
That come falling out my mouth
Like rotting teeth
Like thunder from a cloud
Not seen a soul
Since I dug your shallow graves
I've lost control
So today is the last day
Safe in a dream
A magazine
So sick of talking
Sick of the heat
I look up slow
Exhausted skies
Tired stories
Tired eyes
The lick of winter
On ashy skin
My tender spirit
Where you been
A mass of bodies
On every street
The crooked despair
We all secrete
There was always something
But it was always nothing
Should have taken it so slow
But I was always rushing
Now I'm falling like leaves
Falling like snow
Collapsing into nothing
Coming home
Always said I'd meet you
I'd meet you there
We'll be together again
Don't despair
There was always something
But it was always nothing
Should have taken it so slow
But I was always rushing

Written by:
Conor Hicks

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