Well, being a writing student, it was inevitable i posted on here eventually, heres something I wrote in Wakefield Bus Station earlier:
Heaven knocked on my door, Death sat down and gave birth to some bastard child tonight, An ethereal wind blew the curtains the open window crashed shut the glass shatters on the floor.
Someone re-wrote a holy book, A vengeful God was made a vegan, and the rest of the world saw nothing wrong with what happened, they didnt know what to think anymore. And so they wrote this song:
Heaven knocked on my door, My answer, some Utopia, screamed, down beneath the seas of Atlantis, A wave ripple, that crashed into Camelot, and all the names of Gods and religions became one.
I sweep up the glass, my shard reflection calls my name, I hear a voice in the frame, its mine or is it? I cant tell, the broken sounds, like some boy trapped in a well, And so I wrote this song:
Heaven knocked on my door, I dont answer, I'm cleaning glass, the mess, the mess. I cant let someone so high into a messy house, but you see it all anyway.
Also the way you can sound serious and conversational within a single line!
