Love the poetry on this one; great hook, solid structure, and amazing energy.

Wow, you are a creative soul. Beck vibes.

Moonlight, past the storming
Stars are forming, on their own
Staring unassuming
Maybe moving, maybe still
News comes in the morning
Reassuring
You’re gonna wind up dead

These days, the nervous tics are worse with every regret
and the sun sets
It’s fine, you’ll have to ration out each part of yourself.
Oh well!

Upside down when it’s right side up
You can’t keep all the alarms
Yeah from crying out
loud and proud like the last to fall
The sun is racing away
And you’re crying out loud
No longer so proud
Of what you’ve done
What you’ve done
All dead set, you forgot
You’re caught in machinery
lovely scenery

It’s fine, we all make do with what little we got left
You’ve time, but the body can’t sustain the attention

Upside down when it’s right side up
You can’t keep all the alarms
Yeah from crying out
Loudly delivering last orders
The lucky go in their sleep
But I’m crying out loud
No longer so proud
Of what I’ve done
Did I hurt anyone?
All dead set, I forgot
I’m caught in machinery
lovely scenery
Thankless misery

Tell me straight, percentages and probabilities
I’m on the defense, all the breakthroughs in senescence
I’ll never see, It’ll never be, oh but the guarantee!

He said you’ve still time to make a measured decision
I see your hesitation, but you can’t afford to be too patient
Find new hobbies to mark passing
Fix benches in the park
Vegetable garden boxes
Serve lunch at the public school

He said you’ve still got time
A measured decision
Quality of life or nip it in the bud!
Building homes for the migrant swallows
But the sparrows evict them, 
toss out their children
Not now! I’m counting the stitches
get one wrong and the entire sequence is offset! 
upside down when it’s right side up
I’m counting the stitches
crochet can be fun but if you get one of these loops wrong
It’s all offset upset subpar all a mess
Knees too weak to climb that hill
But what a mediocre view!
Well good riddance
My autonomy is currency
Spent pushing up boulders
deciduous decay
the gradient in the leaves filters the rays
A feast for the eyes though the vision is blurred

He said you’ve still got time

Upside Down / Right Side Up (soundcloud cut)

Searching for scraps in the harbor, making noise!

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