Monthly Archives: February 2016

I Remember

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I found the box you left for me with all of my stuff
Who knew it’d be so easy to fall out of love
You were my everything why wasn’t I enough
When did living with me become just too tough

I remember
The nights we spent dancing in Paris
All alone with the moon and the stars
And bike riding across Amsterdam
I’d replay each moment from the start

When even the flowers you gave me have long ago died
I keep telling myself there’s no reason left to fight
But that won’t stop me from breaking down inside
And I won’t tell you about the nights that I cried

I remember
The days we spent swimming in the sea
Or the night we got drunk in a bar
Drinking more than a few wines in Rome
I’d replay each moment from the start

But I just can’t stand still
Watching you move on
Staring at pictures on the wall
Won’t change a thing we’re done

I remember
The time we spent believing in magic
We thought that Loch Ness couldn’t be far
Even those night it rained in London
I’d replay each moment from the start

Love
Roxanne

Survive Another Day

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Stay was written by piecing together bits of lyrics that have come to me and then kinda filling in the blanks. I started with the first 2 lines of the Chorus and then went back over my notes to see what else I had come up with the that talked about demons or darkness or evil, then I edited them to make it fit.

But then I wanted it to mean more than just being about Hell. I thought about why so many little bits of lyrics I write talk about darkness. It’s a depression thing.

So I edited the lyrics so that it’s like the demons and darkness are like my depression wanting me to take my own life, that’s the fight going on between the light and the dark, and all that talk of going to Hell is really just me going to a Psychiatric Facility to get help.

None of this really happened, but I really like the line ‘Whoever wins you both must stay’ because it’s like saying even if you survive this fight, there’s always tomorrow’s. With depression, every day is a fight, every day is like living in Hell.

I hope you survive today’s fight.

Love
Roxanne

Stay

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How could I leave this town
Where only dead things grow
Of all the paths to choose from
I know it’s the only road
With the devil on my shoulder
And the angel losing it’s fight
The voices whisper in my ear
I must suffocate the light

Follow your demons to the depths of hell
Who will win only time will tell
The flames will dance and the shadows will play
Whoever wins you both must stay

When the spell was cast at dawn
It’s time for demons to hide
The darkness claws out of me
Leaving me hollow inside
Waiting for night to fall
Is worse than watching blood dry
When evil comes out to play
Your soul begins to cry

Follow your demons to the depths of hell
Who will win only time will tell
The flames will dance and the shadows will play
Whoever wins you both must stay

You’ve gone too far there’s no turning back
The light is gone and your soul is black
But at the gates you can only smile
Better add psychotic to your file

Follow your demons to the depths of hell
Who will win only time will tell
The flames will dance and the shadows will play
Whoever wins you both must stay

Love
Roxanne

I Will Not Forget

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Paint The Walls was written after the one year anniversary of a day I’ll never forget. The Lindt Cafe siege in Sydney. I was at work about 5 metres away when it started.

I’ve written other lyrics in the months following that day but they were more emotional and I wanted to write something now that a bit more time has passed. Something less about what I felt and more about what happened after.

The amount of people that stopped by afterwards, not to pay their respects, but to take a selfie in front of the building was disgusting. One family tried to get in and see the inside. It was still a crime scene and these parents wanted to take their young children in to see where 2 innocent lives were lost.

And don’t get me started about the media. You should have seen the amount of cameras there were the day of the grand reopening.

I still get angry when I think about the days following 15/12/14. But not everyone was so disrespectful. There were so many flowers that they had to keep finding new places where people could put them.

I used to think about that day everyday. Working so close didn’t really help. I can’t imagine what it’s like for those working in Lindt that day that still work there. But lately I’ve found that I’m thinking about it less and less.

I don’t want to forget about it. I don’t want to forget the lives that were lost and the lives that were changed forever. I feel that if I stop thinking about that day then those lives will be forgotten, like they didn’t mean anything. Like their tragic deaths didn’t mean anything. That would make the events of those 17 hours even more tragic.

I don’t want to forget. I will not forget.

Love
Roxanne