Some beautiful lyrics from jimmybreeze pt.2, courtesy of Why?:
It seems I'm only me in sleep,
Where we meet in dream at the concrete bottom
Of the brodie garage bridge you just jumped from.
Who would have ever thought art school could be so sickening,
Wearing the werewolf mask, you tuck your shirt in,
You said "it's nice to look like you just stepped out of a movie,"
And sure you look cinematic,
Silhouette on the edge of the roof of a car park under the orange sunset sky,
With any empty sketch pad and a werewolf mask.
We always meet too late, after you done did it,
Put cracks in concrete fifty feet from where I first saw you stand.
A pack of little birds peck at your flesh and your monster mask,
As I reach to touch your shoes
To track the trail of where you've been.