next band song

something a bit straightforward i knocked out in a couple hours

lyrics:
michael, laid on his back
cradles a canvas bag
and he knows 
sickness grows
from a long time ago

fox and the crow
turn off your phone
you’ll dive alone
and feel 


michael, on the right track
patient to come in last
so it goes
years flow
from a wound long ago 
michael
michael

fox and the crow
turn off your phone
a drive alone
to feel

michael (rough 1st draft)

rough

lyrics: 
from the spot where I am sitting
i can hear what you’re thinking
it speaks lonely, short revisions
it speaks muted television. 

you are bitter, sentimental 
a revolver atop the mantle
it sings sour and romantic 
in the flight path of the planets

satin revolver (rough 1st draft)

Burn The Witch (Radiohead Cover)

Session 1 - 2

country ep coming at some point 

humming wires, can you hear the west sing?
I can I see my destiny manifesting 
or maybe just mirage in the road 
toll booth trapped and change collecting 
golem monuments of pain erecting 
their fingers pointing out where to go

man alive, the whole crops infested 
all that’s left is what’s been digested
a barren silent desert nothing grows 
and of the pain that you invested 
the mercy toxins you’ve ingested
will ensure you let feel like letting go

heat flows
out the rim of a bottle
I feel indisposed 
nobody knows
It’s a brief blurb without you
Im here and gone alone

frontier

super rough first draft of a new synthpop idea, forgive the logic default drum loops and simple bass. bare bones.

sordid business but you came unprepared 
to bear witness through chemicals stained air
may I say, blown away
colours in your hair
best behaved, a freeze frame
beauty’s not been spared

silent mistress with deep marble eyed stare
bears no witness to his tangling hair 
may I say, I know shame
colours that we’ve shared 
move in place, we rotate
not moving anywhere

angel lifted by your vulgar night prayers 
tired and listless in truth he’s hardly there
i field blame, all the same 
the truth is hardly fair
through decay, I reframe
the fox becomes a hare

marble eyes (1st draft)

been pretty ill lately so here's an insanely rough unfinished draft i've been working on for ages. i've been working with a bassist and some other collaborators so probably won't be posting much here till my ep's done.

this summers burning out
the silly things we talk about
the wires humming softly to the ground

I will assuage your doubts 
with springtime growing out my mouth
and when I leave I’ll fade without a sound
 
can’t shake the feeling now 
hear footfalls near the hallowed ground
so when I leave I’ll leave without a sound 

so don’t let me go
in my dreams pylons drone
sticks in my throat 
through the woods a dull glow 

this cabins ailing now
these crippled walls are falling down 
the wires tearing softly through the bough

i will assume your doubts
and silly things you talk about 
and when you leave I’ll fade to Tinseltown

cant make a fleeting sound 
just silence near the hallowed ground
and when you leave you’ll bead upon my crown/brow

so don’t let me go
in my dreams pylons groan
sticks in my throat
like the winds ceased to blow

michael (rough 1st draft)

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