I don't know what I'm listening to now, it's on that radio station that parent's listen to.. in the day time it would be painful listening but sitting in my room with a candle and steamy cup of chai, the voice of this lady singing is enough to melt creases from an ice-queens face.
It's midnight, I only got up at midday so the whole balance between time and tasks to complete has shifted like a massive piece of earth.
got your message
just feeling a bit shit
plenty to keep me busy
just not keeping busy
what about it
Okay so after the news the radio presenter left and a new one came on - as much as I love Pulp, It's kinda ruined my idealistic view I had of sitting here doing some typing and thinking maybe I'd get something out of it...
Change the station
This doesn't fit anymore
Change the record
Is it worth the stand anymore
Change the sheets
Get up, get out the door
Change is good
Need to change it, change some more.
On second thoughts
I'll probably just listen to Frank and stay up 'til four.
