Written and recorded on a 4 hour car ride from Toronto to Grand Rapids

Josh's Journal

Last night I was inspired to write a screamo.
The big words in the title allude to how screamo people always use big words. 
I hope you are inspired by the profound lyrics.

Lyrics:
Seeds Are what grow deep within In your soul
I am a planter of seeds
The Seeds Start  to grow, the seeds that I sow
 And I am Destructor of weeds
I Dig a Hole But not in your soul
I Dig a hole in the ground
It’s up to me, What then grows
What grows in that beautiful mound

Roses with thorns? No! How about some corn
That will supply me with food.
An apple tree?! I’ll sprinkle some seeds
Look what I planted for you



Come walk with me! Through all the leaves
I want you to see my garden
Look at that Daisy! Growing in between
And that centipede by the water!
There’s a daffodil on top of that hill
Amongst the bush of Juniper
See that ground that’s Tilled? I can’t wait until 
It blooms into yummy cucumber

it smells so sweet! Look at those fine beets!
They look good to eat! And Delicious 
And the birds they tweet up inside their trees
You can hear them tweeting melodious

Tweet tweet tweet tweet tweet tweet tweet 
Chirp chirp chirp
Tweet tweet tweet tweet tweet tweet!
In my garden...

Blaine Tubungbanua