Send my body out to work, but leave my senses in orbit over south east London.

Wind the window down and pinch me on the shoulder whilst I’ll be driving off to dream of lying in your attic. I can feel the static; the storm has broken, and heaven’s open. So electrifying…oh, I’m nearly flying. Lost my heart between the sheets of lighting.

Posted on Wednesday the 11th of January 2012 at 11:27 PM.
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