Burleigh
 

Each car
keeps stopping
Ten steps
behind me
There crushed and wondering where they are

And my feet
Get covered
By green roots and
grow stubborn
This street where
I will stand old

and I smell smoke again

Green sweaters
and golf shoes
They drained you
Into a swimming pool
Soon the grass will turn to dust

But my life
grows bigger
And i feel
no trouble
Storms will always head to sea

and I smell smoke again

Not a fan of the line breaks. Good though, for the most part.

Same here, maybe add some words, but interesting none the less. Cool

hah yeah i couldnt get the ****ing arcade fire out of my head.
SOMETHING
FILLED UP
MY HEART
WITH NOTHING