my vehicle_1 - 15:3:21, 3.33 pm

Gather round, gather round fine people! 
For I have a T-shirt to sell to you...

The Light Is Within You

Pseudo-philosophical figure I am
Making up from the papers and the rained-on a plan,
Certainly not a sound one, or a new one,
The Boredom.

Making up from inconsistently-sized material goods,
I found some prized and coveted woods,
Save the bent nails, scrape the wax off,
Build a bench and then a shelf,
Showing off to my two makers all of this

Miraculous wealth,
Frequently in consistent health,
All of this miraculous wealth.

Tiny little people are looking at me,
Telling me the things are running straight-through their head,
And I can't get a word in edge-ways,
And soon  we'll all be dead.

Find me in the kitchen, a-scratchin' my head
When all is said and done,
When all is said and done,
Baby, the sun, is always behind ya
Is always behind ya.

Are you looking at me?
Or are you looking right through?
Are you looking at me?
Or am I looking at you?

Are you looking at me?
Or are you looking right through?
Are you looking at me?
Or am I looking at you?

psuedo-philosophical

Reflections on a dusty balcony, the responsibilities that come with plants, recklessly abandoning an idea of love and the implications inherent in always being someone's child 

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Psuedo-philosophical figure, I am
Making up from the papers and the rained on
A plan.

Certainly not a sound one,
Or a new one,
The boredom.

Making up from inconsistently sized, material goods, 
I found some prized and coveted woods.
Save the bent nails, scrape the wax off.
Build a bench and then a shelf, 

Showing off to my two makers all of this
Miraculous wealth,
Frequently in consistent health.
All of this miraculous wealth.

Tiny little people are looking at me,
Telling me the things are running straight 
through their heads,
And I can't get a word in edge-ways,
And soon we'll all be dead.

You'll find me in the kitchen, a-scratchin' my head.
When all is said and done,
When all is said and done,
Baby, the sun
Is always behind ya.
Is always behind ya.

Are you looking at me?
Or, are you looking right through?
Are you looking at me?
Or am I looking at you?

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Psuedo-philosophical

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Sewing up my pants...

Stabbed myself
With a pin
Just now,
No blood,
Skin's getting thicka.

Skin Get Thicka - demo

b ok

give me a reason to get up off the kitchen floor,
cos i feel numb my bones are all sore
i feel numb my bones are all sore

give me a reason to get up off the kitchen floor,
i feel old my bones are all sore.

i feel numb my bones are all sore
give me a reason i can't ignore
hell i've been there and I should know
everyone has got to go.

Poorbones (feat. FoxScully)

Chloe had a rocketship,
Chris had a train,
Sometimes they'd get together and 
Play a little game

Where they'd 
Tie up the rocketship,
Tie up the train,
So on weekends they could fly up into
Outer space.

But on other days,
When the train
Was back on track
A heavy rocketship
Tied upside-down on it's back.

Or maybe she's a racing bike
And he's a skateboard,
She gets there real fast,
Cutest bike you ever saw

No doubt which one is basically
Superior Machine
But sometimes the skateboard dances
Like it's in a dream,

Like it's in a dream,
Like it's in a dream.

Your t-shirt says 
You're in your body
How most people drive their car.

I wanna use my vehicle,
Take it for a spin,
Yeah I'm gonna go fast and far.

photo by Natasha Klimenko

My Vehicle

Ur Easy

Just keep rolling, but cover your head when you're going downhill

Christy Burrows

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