Quall

'97 Hideaway

Borrowed Time

Redirecting...

Miles Upon Themselves

Old Neighborhoods

94% meticulously crafted to avoid homework.

Night Driving

First song in 3/4 time. Still a little messy.

I Wrote a Waltz and It Exists Right Here

Sunday morning outside,
Packed the last of a gram.
Windows down, I will drive
& figure out who I am.
Sunshine on every floor,
Cold weather & tunes.
Don't wake to your face anymore,
But I live lost afternoons.
Sitting still in a certain stir
Just never knowing what's coming next.
Sunday morning I find
An emptier happiness
Than when you were mine,
& I'm all in on a guess.
Spent so much time wondering why;
Threw away the conclusions.
Think of me every July,
& I'll harbor my delusions.
Walking stoned with no importance-
Only the best reasons to live,
& the sunset stalling the next decision,
Never knowing what's coming next.

Sunday Morning

another one, recorded after over 20-something hours without sleep.

If I had some time,
I guess I'd waste it
And worry about life
For my entertainment.
  The onset of the sun - 
   Oh, darlin' I'm done now.
   A wordless pun,
   A silent vowel.
(ooh)
Well, I must've been someone
To have had such a thought,
But what's me "to a T"
Is also what's not.
  (ooh)

THEND

Toad Song

B^)

slightly less messy than the rest, and that is what we call progress.

2012 Blues

I write and record songs with a jangle pop/rock feel to them in my apartment, play instruments and sing from time to time.  My work can be rather sloppy, but, you know.

AnthonyArcher

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