she saw him coming
he's under the thumb
but it's the best thing for him
self-determinism
it never gave him nothing
just let holes in his judgement
drag him under
no she's giving him substance
she's a planet
he is just a rocket burning in her orbit
he's black and white
and she is a colour
he's bleak midwinter
and she is the summer
she's a planet
he is just a comet burning in her orbit
she saw him coming
a mote without purpose
crashing, burning
scratching her surface
he is nothing
nothing to speak of
she's a planet
and now he is just a creature on it
Yorkshire songwriter and guitarist Kindelan explores life's in-between moments on a debut EP of soulful and sweet jazz. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 1, 2023