nick.heilenman.:
the fading lights of memory
nick.heilenman.:
i don't call this city my home
nick.heilenman.:
name without a face
nick.heilenman.:
my body is a cage
nick.heilenman.:
everything in transit
nick.heilenman.:
the exhale from your first breath
nick.heilenman.:
my eyes were lost in the reflection of fake stars
nick.heilenman.:
when you lie on the beach and open your eyes, you often look up to a kaleidoscope sky
nick.heilenman.:
sometimes life is too beautiful, and you must avert your eyes
nick.heilenman.:
when you're lost in your own head, the world around you slows and fades
nick.heilenman.:
she offered her words to me sweetly, as a shell from the sea
nick.heilenman.:
the summer air was surreal and sweet
nick.heilenman.:
i dream of rain
nick.heilenman.:
lift your hands to the sky
nick.heilenman.:
this life can be such a blur to me
nick.heilenman.:
clouds of sand over a sea of clouds
nick.heilenman.:
watching, waiting, child of the sea
nick.heilenman.:
if you've lost your way
nick.heilenman.:
a little birdie told me
nick.heilenman.:
the tables and the chairs are turning
nick.heilenman.:
the sparks between us should suffice
nick.heilenman.:
breathe in the sky
nick.heilenman.:
looks like fool's gold to me
nick.heilenman.:
this is a lie
nick.heilenman.:
oh, what a mess i'm in
