Flora

dear diary,
what is wrong with me?
cos i'm fine, between the lines.
be not afraid,
help is on its way.
a sentence suspended in air, way over there.
dear diary,
what else could it be?
as nightshade descends like a veil, under the sail of my heart.
be still don't stop, until the end.
dear diary,
what is wong with me?
cos i'm fine, between the lines.

antagligen den bästa Travislåten.