#the muttonbirds

[thinkingaboutbees]

Car headlights creep across the sea

She's been talking (the muttonbirds)

[thinkingaboutbees]

In the land between the lampposts, everything is black, And here we come a-stepping on the cracks.

Straight to your Head (The Mutton Birds)

[sweetstothesweetas]

Anchor Me

Full fathom five someday my bones will lie. Beneath the waves I’ll sing my siren songs. As from above I hear the Banshees cry, My voice will harmonise with dead men’s tongues.

The whirlpool compass spins and drags me round; The storm rolls in, the glass begins to fall. Upon the hour the bells of sea-nymphs sound, As high above the seagulls wheel and call.

Green waves, as big as churches, roar and crash Within the hearts of ocean-going men, The salt spray, on their shiv’ring skin, a lash: You lift me high, and pull me down again.

Here anchor’d in your love, so rich and strange, I shall not fade, but suffer a sea-change.

[ekfucksis-blog]

and if you're on your high horse, i won't ask you to come down

all i want is you to come around