I read the poem and as soon as i saw the video, i knew i had to remix Edwards spoken word version.
There was you
There was pity
There was a view of
Pill City as I asked you to leave
What a mess we made
Your perfect form and my perfect grace
Leaving your tongue tasting like
Vomit and promises you can't keep
And I don't need
Still not get it yet?
I've never meant a word I've ever said
Set the records straight
It could happen one day
Your name could be out of the red
You could be faceless
But you'd still walk backwards if it wasn't for him
Yet he still forgives you, your every forced confession
It's a long walk home to be killed on your doorstep
Pill City framed your silhouette
The mess we make in your shape with no dress
In a shape I've never seen
The lights are off with the bets, like you promised me
You've lost your coat and it's 7° below zero
But, somehow, you're not cold
Expecting his face around every corner
Because rumours travel fast and you're sure he knows
You've stumbled around for what feels like hours
Still you're nowhere near your home
You're clear cut regret and you're forgetting what happened
But it's 3am and he still hasn't shown
simple and to the point.
any ideas for some sound effects or music that would fit nice?