Laura Marling // Hope in the Air

A friend is a friend forever,
and a good one will never leave, never.
But you’ve have never been south of what blows off your mouth,
you will never understand, ever.

You speak minds handed down to you,
by the lies handed down by your truth,
and your angels will dance at your will,
will mask your scrambling youth.

I forgave you your short comings,
and ignored your childish behaviour.
Laid a kiss on your head,
and before I left said, “stay away from fleeting failure”.