Sylvie Hill: spoken-word poetry Posts - TopicsExpress

Baby you’re the only thing A jewel upon the dust, a cavity to
Baby you’re the only thing A jewel upon the dust, a cavity to fill A hill upon a hill, a cross upon a cross A deeper riches red, a purple killer ros...

You dont wanna go there Let me lead you by the hand You dont
You dont wanna go there Let me lead you by the hand You dont wanna be there Over the sea and down to land As I look into your eyes Ill pay no mind I ...

Mercy Street looking down on empty streets, all she can
Mercy Street looking down on empty streets, all she can see are the dreams all made solid are the dreams all made real all of the buildings, all of ...

We are waking up in a pile of sh*t The whole bed is full of
We are waking up in a pile of sh*t The whole bed is full of it And the eggs keep growing out of our ears But we keep swimming in this wide oceans of s...

Im watching the rain clouds in the sky roll in Im sick of these
Im watching the rain clouds in the sky roll in Im sick of these red pills, sick of the dealers grin Daniel, Daniel by the bonfires On the telephone wi...

I can hear you talking Were doing all the walking Im stuck here
I can hear you talking Were doing all the walking Im stuck here in the middle At war with good and evil I can hear you talking Im doing all the walk...

Sat on the bus thinking of how dumb it was and recalled the time I
Sat on the bus thinking of how dumb it was and recalled the time I told you stories of mine and you said you laughed so hard, youre on form. Then I o...