On A Saturday

I’m floating upstream,
I’m singing lullabies.
I built an empire sitting at the sea front.
My time goes backwards into a fractured mind.
My TV blares evil faces on my birthday…

Sometimes I feel overwhelmed and I want to cry your name
On a Saturday when I wake up sad
Cause you’re not around anymore.
On Saturday when I wake up sad
Cause you’re not around, not around…

I thought about June.
I thought of England.
A million faces on the tube that never seem to smile.

I smoked my heart out,
Dated a French girl,
A helicopter supernova on the voyage home,
I think in melodies, little catastrophes…

Cry your name
On a Saturday when I wake up sad
Cause you’re not around anymore.
On Saturday when I wake up sad
Cause you’re not around anymore.

I want to sit and watch the girls in Soho Square!
I fell in love so many times just sitting there!

By Jacob Golden

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