If You'd Comply -- new song

http://chivalryonapostcard.tumblr.com have a listen

When I pass you my heart
It still jumps like
A postal worker
Who just got cut and

When I think of you all
That I can hear is
AM 180
Ringing in my ears

[chorus]
I still owe you
Ray bans, I would love just
One dance
If you'd comply [x2]

I diddle my thumbs and
Pretend 1 is yours, I
I hear your voice
Every time the rain pours

What's happening? I
Still ask myself as
I sit where we sat
Between the book shelves

[Chorus]

When I think of you all
That I can hear is
AM 180
Ringing inside my ears

Executive decision

I have decided I am going to take a break from writing.
Maybe for a long time,
maybe for a short time.
I am incredibly tired of myself and my words,
my ideas and my inspiration.
My goal in life, for a long time, has been to
write something truly beautiful.

I really don't think I'm capable of such a thing.
I don't think I am capable of many things.
Most of all that.
Well, not most of all.
But certainly in the top 3.

I'll write you when I get back.
If I ever do anyways.

Fond but not permanent fair well,

Liv

NEW SONG -- The Earth

you’re like a cosmic collision
shooting through space and arousing my vision
something that I would love to behold as
my own

you’re like a fresh summer solstice
warming the breeze, using earth as your hostess
something that I would love to behold as
my own

[chorus]
you must be the earth
either that or I'm the tiniest girl
anyways
i think you're the best
the only one who puts my heart to
rest

you’re like a towering tree
lending your shade to watch over me
something that I would love to behold as
my own

you’re like a love lullaby
smiling and crying all at the same time
something that I would love to behold as
my own


[chorus x2]

http://chivalryonapostcard.tumblr.com/ for audio

(500)

I watched Mark Webb's (500) days of summer last night.
I don't know what to believe anymore.

I love that feeling.

My connection within

I am a ancient bridge.
Breaking into my purest bricks I finally see my connection within passing.

I am an aging starlet.
Stiff from needles and knives I finally see my connection within fame.

I am rickety ladder.
Wobbly with weight and work I finally see my connection within the sky.

I am a rotting tree.
Decaying, layered with this forests moss I finally see my connection within the earth.

I am a sunken ship.
Lost inside an angry ocean I finally see my connection within the sea.

I am a far away land.
Past the world and all its wonders I finally see my connection within distance.

I am a neutron star.
Collapsing into myself I finally see my connection within darkness.

To fall.

stop it

I don't take,
You never give.

You get yours,
When I get mine.

You love ideas of people,
I love idealism.

Are we even yet?