Squid The Whale Melbourne, Australia
Captain, I think we're going to drown. "Don't worry soldier, I won't let you go down. The anchor keeps us as if we were locked at the waist. There is no way this storm will wash us away."
At that point, I remembered how we kept cool while lighting up smokes. We kept in common, because I was never one for changing dirty clothes. I took a risk to meet her at the lips, not a kiss, but a place to exchange short breaths. At my worst times I could always turn to a good friend who'd say "You need to find a dame who's actions and words speak the same"
All alone again, I've secured myself a life long live with a convy of comrades who don't exist. It's a funny thing, you know, talking to yourself. It makes you realize the things in life that you truly miss
I've bottled up un-charted maps and lands and kept them all in the palm of my hand. I tried to convince myself to stay, but I realized that one day, we all will wash away
