I've grown far too old for this body
and dragging these bones feels like a constant battle
I tire of the Venice Beach lifestyle
all the strip club romances,
those hot sandy beaches
and one night stands,
strange sunburnt embraces
and sideways glances,
won't you take me to Paris?
where the skies bleed in colours
with its cobbled streets,
cafés and nicotine tainted prophets
where the dreamers dream deeper
and the kisses are sweeter.
Jul 15, 2014
Jul 15, 2014 at 12:09 PM UTC
I've grown far too old for this body
and dragging these bones feels like a constant battle
I tire of the Venice Beach lifestyle
all the strip club romances,
those hot sandy beaches
and one night stands,
strange sunburnt embraces
and sideways glances,
won't you take me to Paris?
where the skies bleed in colours
with its cobbled streets,
cafés and nicotine tainted prophets
where the dreamers dream deeper
and the kisses are sweeter.
