Brisbane
Published: 14 January 2019
Three months have been.
Three months have passed.
And I begin to wonder
how long this will last.
In gloom and boredom I die.
Under the sun's burning summer sky.
Do me a favour
and call for me a saviour
or take my breath away.
Say to me nothing
but sit and hear me screaming.
If you don't mind
stay.
I pray, I think, I visualise.
I miss Jamie coming, looking
straight into my eyes.
In gloom and boredom I die.
Under the sun's burning summer sky.
Do me a favour
and call for me a saviour
or take my breath away.
Say to me nothing
but sit and hear me screaming.
If you don't mind
stay.
— Pagan Smoke