do i mean anything?
bitch i mean everything !
do i mean everything to you?

you gave me nothing
shits funny how you used me too
now i wonder,
why my flaws just got me losing you?

how do you tell me i’m your world
while i'm giving you the moon,
and you look the other way,
yet when we’re in the same room?

late at night, you want my voice all in your head love
calming you, until you think about your fling

look, am i wrong for catching feelings?
i'm falling right in love;
eroticas to make you feel it
feelin wet; a lil rain, mm

with ice down your body, fifty shades...
all for you to be away with other men

but do i overthink?
maybe they’re your friends and maybe i’m going insane
my mother told me your first intuition is a fake one
but if you overthink, it might just fuck your brain up

it fucked my way to love lol
and to see you feeling all on me,
i think about all of the men you could be with
so look;

fuck a talk
shit, leave me on my ones bitch
i’m fiending for your blood
i need one thing from you to burn here

prod methboiswag

There’s a permanent click track in my mind,
The metronome like a clock.
Tick tock Tick tock.
Within the head space.
The grasses grow long in the overground garden.
A simple mow will fill a wonderful smell of freshly cut grass into the metasphere.
Another track, control New, controlling you!
Press record. The subtleties of presumption transpire into a grey triangle.
A click track, bait, got to catch them all.
A catcher in the rye.
Slowly we sigh, expanding air through our mouths.
Clickerty clickerty clickerty clack.
The stop bar stopped so did our track.
We derailed, we failed, we bailed.
CTRL N, CTRL N, CTRL N.
We renewed and sat back and observed for a while.

Where the Wood Pigeons Coo,
Where the Wood Pigeons Coo,
Sat waiting for the news,
Sat waiting for the news,
Soon they can renew,
Soon they can renew,
Sat waiting for the blues.
Sat waiting for some clues.

Badgers stripe, scutterling, connected to ground.
Above the majestic kite, circling.

Where bats wings flap, 
Where bats wings flap,
Sonar waves.
Bouncing bouncing.
Soon we can renew.

In the forest; pine scent tickles nose hair,
Bare feet in bracken.

Baths of magnesium sulphate, floating, floating.
Stagnant Meres, Where wood pigeons coo.
Floating floating.
Ducks bath, floating floating
In stagnant Meres
Floating floating.

There’s a permanent click track in my mind,
The metronome like a clock.
Tick tock Tick tock.
Within the head space.
The grasses grow long in the overground garden.
A simple mow will fill a wonderful smell of freshly cut grass into the metasphere
Another track….
In stagnant meres.
In stagnant meres.
Stagnant meres.

Wood Pigeons Coo

Oh Well, Ok - Elliott Smith Cover (prod.mike godette)

Our cover of one of our favourite Eliott Smith songs.
Featuring Bellza Moore on backing vocals, Dan Harding on drums, Paul Reeves on Barritone & Tenor Saxophones and Emily Reeves on Alto Saxophone.

Elliott Smith - Waltz #1 cover

Heel Stone

Pxrn Stxr

New Arrangement
Study of Gnossienne 1 by Erik Satie
piano, flute, guitar, sax, cello


REV. 3

Erik Satie Gnossienne 1 Revisited

Wake Up! It's Another Day

Watching Wax

Blackairforce2 w/ 1khiiihx1 & bbblaublut p. babyslike!

Colours of the world in black and white
The universe fills up with ineffable light
Movement takes this place into the night
Nothing here is ever wrong or right

Please awaken
Please awaken me

Please awaken
Please awaken me

What's the truth when you don't know
Who
You
Are

What's the truth when you don't know
Who
You
Are

All these things are true and they are false
Magick is both real and it is false
The demons in your mind are real and false
The angels in your heart are real and false

Please awaken, please awaken me
Please awaken, please awaken me

What's the truth when you don't know
Who
You
Are

What's the truth when you don't know
Who
You
Are

x

vi

cilan ♞🗡

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