just an old recording i found on my phone

the pillars beneath the bridge

the folk are tired of their manna

chair over the ocean.

Concerning Death 2

As To Their Needs

True Love Eternal

I Fall In Love 2 Easily

Going To San Diego

Apoioioing

Under Your Tongue

Simply Displaced

Clouds Are Breaking

Uploading inspired in part by Iryn (pronounced Ireen).

Concerning Death

Wasting Time

hopefully these nights will end before i see the other side
of what it means to comprehend, the cold hard facts of suicide

ive heard that cutting gets you high, become addicted to the knife
contradicting facts of life, edging closer to the light

but balancing is in all things, cut too deep and then youll bleed
painting pictures in the sink, abstract reds and pretty pinks

oooo youre going the wrong way, cant seem to get it through your head that you wont live past your 26th birthday

oooo i thought id raised you right, you throw it all back in my face as if you had control
of your own life

oooo youre as selfless as our cat, a hopelessly attention seeking weirdo and an entitled
little brat

no one seems to understand, my moods are not in my command, no responsibility, its my
disability

what its like to lose control, every single person knows, but its hard to let them in
they burden us with their own sin

oooo cant you see youre hurting me, you only think of your ownself, and have forsaken
your own family

oooo i dont want to lose you, didnt mean to abuse you we just all, try to do our best

oooo i dont think that i can teach, i dont know how to reach you need someone else, to carry out the rest


Olivia

taking time, now its ticking
your excuses are the same as mine

but your conscious understanding
that the past is blind

and the future's overrated
is a thin white line

between living and existing
sure you're doing fine

in relation to a dire situation
you don't understand your station
you're just dreaming up a reason to begin again

its that easy to pretend

that your complications aren't as simple as
losing love my friend it's only just another

passing by
now you're searching for her gravestone
beneath grassy piles

that were left there by the mowers
leaving blankened tiles

that are floating in the field
just like concrete isles

they are nameless they are faceless
i am aimless when i find her

make it painless 
she is dreaming that is ageless
she is golden
that is everything your holdin'
in your hand just let it go 
and then maybe you will understand

i realized the word realize
implicitly defines the real
as intertwined with anything a person
thinks or feels
and that just doesn't feel right i think
i think i feel the way of things
and that is what we call the dream

of what i know
oh no

a sad song for my mom, my friend, and about my day

zoe - part one

Satellites for our dear eyes
Over water, over ice
Reflect our loving messengary light

The tunnel to connect us would
Require less than what we could
If heart and mind connected like they should

As the raven flies
I could be there in a couple of nights
Cuz its been a while since I've seen you smile
A couple of minutes feels like a thousand miles

Broken branches from the tree
To plant a graft, a clone of me
To stem the ache that's growing from the seed

And soon your name will cease to mean
Apocalyptic space flight dreams
Now more like an old familiar street

And as the letters die
Natural becomes to hard to try
And it'll be a while before I see you smile
A couple of minutes feels like a thousand miles

Our Dear Eyes

Electric are his leaves and branches
In the neon moon he dances
Over cold and stone like river flows
And from his acid rain the city grows
Planting shining monuments in rows

Fusing thoughts of leaves and grass
He intertwined with steel and glass
the separation lies in frame of mind
but what he builds is not a different kind
springing from the soil of dark and deep and distant time
we are products of the factory of life
plastic are our hearts and hands and eyes

both sides will fuse
together and then
the line will be drawn again

always there is
an outside and an in
it seems in these thoughts of men

A Bright Clockwork Druid

Sorry Im Sad

We All Know Someone Like This In Berkeley

I'll Maybe Quit When I'm Like 30

i basically write the same song over and over

Easy Sea

almost

12 eyes lost their color

everything i do is a deja vu
everything i say will stay the same
it feels like im running to the edge of an endless plane

and you're there too
hear your voice laughin on an endless loop
i love you
dont hesitate to call my name

would you change or would i change
seems same would breed the same 
into our endless loving days

and you speak the truth
when you say hellogoodmorning in the afternoon
and our wounds will slowly soothe as we talk into the easy night

everything i do is a deja vu
everything i say will stay the same
it feels like im running to the edge of an endless plane

kotoia

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