and he makes time on his side but water splashes from his flaps for miles and 3 am only at five in the dark
when youve got time on your side you sit and think about your wasted life change things through and through
why does your face grow so long my dear why did your hair grow so long this year and why'd your face grow so long my dear and why'd your hair grow so far, so low this year oh and so long, so long this year
she's a dancer when she dances she is free and three in the morning and the clouds rise in the east to frank sinatra which her parents put on repeat, on repeat More from Emily Jane White