If I Get Home, I'll Be So

And To Us, We're More Married Than Any Piece Of Paper Or Big Party Could Make Us.

The Sun Persists In Rising, So I Make Myself Stand

The Star-crossed Lovers

Each Time I Wake,i Think, At Last, This Is Over, But It Isn't.

But Once I Saw Fulvia Cardew Crumple Up A Sheet Of Paper With Just A Couple Of Words Written On It And You Would’ve Thought She’d Murdered Someone From The Looks She Got.