Jamie tries to sing a new song. With clips from Jean Luc Godard.
You walk home alone tonight
In that flowered white dress
Like a
drunken banshee
No one to blame for your rotten soul
Your skinny bones
Or your useless beauty
And all the lovely people you could have been
Are coming back to
scare you
And do the graveyard dance to the confusing
jazz chords of your
loneliness
And your chewed off fingertips
And your yearning to disappear
Your sleepy war cry
"There's nothing
beautiful
here"
Whisper it through a cigarette
To me
To heaven
To the warm white wine
That all things get ugly
If you give them time
I know you're heavier than you look
And the tulips know it too
The colours in your name are rising
to the starry vaults
And your honor
And your knockout sneer
Did you really believe it?
Did you really believe
There's nothing
beautiful
here.
Nothing beautiful
here.
yes
JACKSMACS 6 months ago