Jimmy Gibson

Songwriter / Filmmaker / Journalist

Colours

Yellow room

The focus of discussion is my distaste in the furniture

Yellow moon

We are here because apparently we can’t leave it anymore

Bright red marks

Crawling up my arm there’s nowhere else to find them

Bright red dreams

The pill is bitter and I can’t seem to bear it in my arms


(Fall apart)

Take your mind within the limits of your consciousness

(Fall apart)

Fall away from the days that bear no consequence

(Fall apart)

Take some more I promise they might be better

(Fall apart)

If they don’t we’ll rebrand and add more letters


Blue/black skies

The colour of my eyes but I can’t recognize myself

Blue/black words

Stinging yellow like the needle in the midst of it

Whitewashed wall

“Are these better?” “No they remind me of before my time”

Whitewashed halls

How long are they, they’re leading me to emptiness


(Fall apart)

Take my mind within the limits of your consciousness

(Fall apart)

Run away from the nights that bear no consequence

(Fall apart)

Take some more I promise they might be better

(Fall apart)

If they don’t we’ll rebrand and add more letters


(Let me go)

The people gather round with flowers in their hair

(Let me go)

And the people are replaced, bring flowers everywhere

(Let me go)

The people gather round and fall apart into each other’s arms

(Let me go)

The people seem to think that I am wrong

(Let me go)

The people gather round with flowers in their hair

(Let me go)

And the people are replaced, bring flowers everywhere

(Let me go)

The people gather round and fall apart into each other’s arms

(Let me go)

The people seem to think that I am wrong

 

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