Violet Aurum

If you didn't already know, I adore.. no, am in love with Bastille. So I decided to make a song paragraph about them. Hopefully by the end you'll see what I'm doing.
          	What Would You Do with Laura Palmer in the middle Of The Night? Would you take her to Pompeii? Or to see the Durban Skies? Or to see Daniel In The Den? I would go but then it would be hard to Get Home. I would have to find someone, preferably The Driver. Back to the main topic of Laura, she is amazing, with cute Laughter Lines. When we lived together, there was a fire. Things We Lost In The Fire include the Axe To Grind, a Weapon, and Skulls. All that Remains is something that has been Torn Apart. You're listening to me now, No One's Here To Sleep, no one's here to ignore me, you're here to listen to my story. 
          	Anyway, Laura had some Bad Blood within her, and after the fire, she was Overjoyed to hear that her friend Icarus had died in that fire listening to a Sleepsong. She now wants to Haunt us with her evil charm, travelling across These Streets, waiting for the Oblivion. She has many Flaws, being in love with a Poet, and cries out "I'll Fall Into Your Arms!" Thinkin Bout You, Mr Poet.
          	So now I am here, Tuning Out with a message.
          	"Laura Palmer is here after the Poet, or many poets, by the name of Bastille!"