Boycott the year; misread the road signs

Curse out the town for ninety-nine times

The traffic lights tell you to stop or go

I thought the sirens would save me they did not though

Write down the street where we first met

Dry out the pavements once you finished crying

Flood droughts the hearts of those tired of trying

Let go of the gut-wrenching pictures in your head

The one-sided love will never fill in the space in your bed

Close your eyes and project me at the dying sunset

Nothing but silence, what gives you peace and clarity

When you are sick in the restless and crowded city

Balancing the...