A poem I wrote in Amsterdam on behalf of me and my writer friends Jessica Grace and Eva Meijer
lyrics
We are THE WRITERS, we feel it from inside us. We are the writers, we give you something to think about. Inside me is paradise, you're not looking hard enough, you're not seeing (inside me), you don't have the eyes. I don't have the time to explain myself, over and over again. I'm tired of these ties. I loved the layers that wrapped you up so well, the ones you struggle from within to unravel. You'll never breathe my air again, it's in your arrogance to think you could even touch my skin.
credits
from Mean Time,
released December 12, 2013
Esther Yoxall - vocals, guitars, keyboard, drum machine
Gilberto A. - vocals
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