Torn Between a Couple

Dollar Sign Sacks

Flower Through Concrete

Fresh Concrete

and everybody else smiled back

Heaven Sent is a Coffee Cup

the Simplest Words - The Narcissist Cookbook

Alchemical Romance

Lyrics:

Toeing a trench
In the mulch between
Your patch and mine
I stubbed myself on a treacherous thistle
And I cried out
If it were merely
A matter of a stray thorny bristle
A barrier screen could be laid
And I wouldn't miss you

We could go the distance
Were there more disease resistance
On your part
Nothing lasts forever
When you never
Let it start

Every day I pass this way
I expect to find you
Waiting for me
Beneath the branches
Of the buckeye tree
Waving a palmetto frond
Siphoning orange juice
With a barber pole-ish wand

Red horsechestnut?
Clever disguise
I, of course, guessed, but
Said you'd never naturalize

Species zag as seasons zig
Tough to keep plants in one place
Any chance they get, they diaspore
Or else transmutate
Traipsing looping garden paths
Chasing floodplain Tupelo
Tracing roots to Ponderosa
Tangling with a Strangler fig

Now in an old growth Bald-cypress stand
Knees locked in the strand swamp
Black- and yellow-crowned Night Herons
Abound in colonies
Conferring on me collective memory
My eyelids flutter
Orbits fill with water
Hemlock in my hammock
Limbs thrash, I spit and sputter
Alligator drags me under
Into the solution hole

To protect me from
Elements of fantasy
That thrive in shady reality
To offer respite from
The demands of gardening
To show me
Trees are just the fruit
Of an even bigger tree


Credits:

Produced by Josh Frigo
Co-produced by Stephan Nance
Stephan Nance - keyboard, vocals, backing vocals
Josh Frigo - banjo, guitar, backing vocals
Mathias Kunzli - percussion, drums
Josh Plotner - flute, clarinet, oboe, bassoon, bass clarinet
Yoed Nir- violin, viola, cello
Percussion arrangement by Mathias Kunzli
String arrangement by Yoed Nir
Strings recorded at Yoed Nir's Studios
Woodwinds arrangement by Josh Plotner
Woodwinds recorded at Josh Plotner's Studios
Lead vocals engineered by Adam Sweeney at Opal Recording Studio in Portland, Oregon
Vocal coaching by Nevada Jones and Adam Sweeney
Mixed by Josh Frigo
Mastered by Alex Dobbert
Artwork by Rebecca DeMoss
Graphic design by Chad Lowe

Arboretum

Children of the world

Goodbye Blues

Hospital Bed Crawl

Sweat, ache, Hands shake
Heart begins to palpitate
Legs twitch. Twist and kick
Something’s wrong
Eyes wide, dilate
Every shadow seems unsafe
Can’t sleep, can’t eat
Help me, I’m gone

Well I drank, sipped, sucked it up
Threw every last shred of hope in the cup
Then knocked it back, world fades to black
Not quenched until I drown
Now where’s my soul said I
This twitching kid with the bloodshot eyes
Got oh so high, failed to fly
Now falling to the ground 

What would make you get so battered
That your bones betray you, start to shatter
And you can’t relate to all the happy little night-time boys and girls

Stop. Kick. Twist. Now. 

Teeth clench, hands too
Won’t do what I want them to
Can’t think, need drink
Wrong kind of thirst
But it’s done, sense won
Couldn’t handle all this fun
Save breath, crave death
Can’t be much worse

And I’m sick, sigh, can’t abide
This twitching track from wet to dry
I’m too old to cry, too young to die
Too rabid for the pack
So I’ll spit, try to hold it in
Search for a sign of life within
And I’ll fake a grin until my skin
Is starting to crack

What would make you get so battered
That your bones betray you, start to shatter
And you can’t relate to all the happy little night-time boys and girls
Well you’ve got to break through, got to battle through
The nights that hate you, ‘til you’re better
And the shakes can’t shake you
Like the happy little night-time boys and girls

So just stay cool and break through this sick delirium state
I got wasted, now I’m tasting the cruel justice of fate

Can’t sleep. Bones creak.
Must seek the night-time boys and girls

What would make you get so battered
That your bones betray you, start to shatter
And you can’t relate to all the happy little night-time boys and girls
Well you’ve got to break through, got to battle through
The nights that hate you, ‘til you’re better
And the shakes can’t shake you
Like the happy little night-time boys and girls

Delirium Tremendous

This is The Rough Draft, the newest album from Bug Hunter

Listen To Your Mom

Take It Back, By Bug Hunter. This is the 5th song on their 3rd album, Bigger Than Myself


I sent my resumé to God
in MLA and 12 point font
My awards are all in order and
my references are pretty strong

My bullets points: concise, and now
my grammar's fixed and typo's found
I'm hopin' if she sees it I have
made my English teacher proud

And I've done my share of charity
but left out my profanities
I know that he's a busy guy
and maybe won't remember these

The omnipotent editor
knows all the trick by now, I'm sure
but first impression's stick so I
am leading with my best foot first

So now I wait for the response
A call from my potential boss
Did I apply 'cause I am lost?
Is it too late to call it off?

I didn't know I had an answer
for this question 'till I asked
but now that I am set in motion
all I want's a second chance

Take it Back

And I’m flinching as I check the mail
and flip through bills and grocery sales
I throw out all the clutter,
understand that it can’t help me now

But there it is, I’ve finally heard
‘cause in my hands: the holy word
The envelope is gold and it’s addressed
“To Whom It May Concern”

And I’m too scared
to look inside
With shaking hands
and fading eyes

But nothing now can change at all
the contents of this envelope
It's best I get this over with
'cause ignorance won't save my soul

And I read the words one at a time
but can't get past the leading line
My eyes refocus, open wide
“Your application's been denied”

I didn't know I had an answer
for this question 'till I asked
but now that I may never have it
all I want's a second chance

Take it back

“Your application's been denied
We can’t accept you at this time
We’ll keep your paperwork on file
We’ll reach back out when it’s your time

We know that life can seem so cruel
That’s why today is just too soon
You still have so much left to do
The world’s not ready to lose you

So many lives to still impact
Some still have yet to cross your path
We know that it’s a lot to ask
Please learn your worth, and take it back”

Take it back

I take it back

Bigger Than Myself

Take It Back