I stayed in 
To prove to myself
I could survive for a night 
With just myself

The night passed slowly
At the stay home club
Sirens in the distance glissandoed
I banjoed

The tapped dripped
Along to our night song


Earlier we stood on train tracks
And silently watched a rabbit 
Patter post-industrial
Long grass at dusk

And then we biked home
And stayed that way
And stayed that way
And stayed that way
For the rest of the night

Post-Industrial Long Grass At Dusk (Stay Home Club)

Would You Ring The Bell

I am miles from the person
I'd oughta be
My head spins loud, a rowdy crowd
Waiting for me to get onstage

And play my role as things unfold
And day breaks into your eyes
But I am miles 
From the players and their grace

Dazed tiller in the heat

You waltz around
A garland crown 
   falling over your eyes
I'm in the dimly lit
Basement with a view
Miles from the dance I'd oughta do

Place the screenslot with a screw

And rain
I can't hold you back
But just a moment longer
   'fore you do
I'm braver than I look
But I'm holding on to you

Dazed Tiller In The Heat

Snowday Freeform

Inside out
You are everywhere
Desert trees
Mountains indivisible

I'm alright
Sunken treasure
Here and then
Buried again

The words don't come out right
I only meant to love 
You still beholden to fate

City trees
See how we've fallen
Plastic hearts
Plausible indifference

No complaints
The sense of things gone
Say nothing
Century of languishing

The words don't come out right
I only meant to love
You never rendered my fate

I'm okay
Watching all the kids
Playing games
Memorizing happenstance

Listening
For a common thread
Following
Acts of dissidence

The words don't come out right
I only meant to love
You sweet pretender

You Sweet Pretender

Post-rock drums plz

Wooden orb over salt stares at my lazy eye
The blue umbrella straps itself to dust
The gentlemen outside know of your breakup
And they hang around to make sure it's really done

If I would have known that you were all I needed
If I would have known the blues crushed into
Something between heartache and celebration
As I hear them now one hundred proof

That night I made my way into the city
Proud moon hanging in the prairie sky
Was thinking about the fact I may never see you again
How it struck me as a fact and nothing more

These days I still wake up forgetful
Still write to you like nothing's changed
So glad to hear you're settling in
Then selfishly I wish I could do the same

But here I am, just one more forsaken coyote
Wandering with no one to ask me why
Or slow me down or hold me as I rattle and shake
To keep me clean as I take the fall

That night I made my way into the city
Magic moon above the mountains wild
I was thinking about the fact I may never see you again
How it struck me as a fact and nothing more

That night I made my way into the city
Proud moon hanging in the prairie sky
I was thinking about the fact I may never see you again
How it struck me as a fact and nothing more

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