so come alive again
and raise your weary head
and dance the shit away
under kaleidoscopic rays,
of light
ná lean an diabhal síos 
ná baic nuair a táid ag teacht aníos
don’t reach again for that
just roll off of your back, 
for tonight

don’t hang it all an sean
amuigh san oíche is bán, 
on your own
beidh an luan níos geal anocht
tá sí, i lár na gréine and look,
she’s lit your long way home

people come and move on
but they’ll stay
in the nothings you kept
and feet are falling to that old song
that you wrote
on the day that he left
—
they share an empty promise
in the cascading of the light
and if your pried form me my bitterness
then i’d tell you that’s all right 
for all that i antagonise 
love is is true in its own right 
the gods truth in all honesty
is I can’t seem to get it right

you who touched my vulnerability 
in the dying of the night
and i who held you like my dying breath
in the harshness of the bright
i’ll retire now to eternity 
to where i know my place as right
and will pray that you will mourn this death
in the cascading of the light 
—
adam sits dead still at the harbour
transfixed by a flashing blue light 
i saw it not on the horizon
not it’s reflection in his eyes
but i understood his canter
so i sat with him all night 
—
i feel as though i should apologise 
though i’m not sure what for
i know i hurt you and i know you’re right
and i’ve been banging at your door
i should have known that this was coming
should have seen it form the start
i hope it’s ok i now see your lies
i know you told them in good heart

beidh an luan níos geal anocht (the cascading of the light)

whatcha crying for?

miracles w/ adam and dylan

spud infinity @2am or something

songs i scrapped on the grounds of plagiarism #1

i lár an bóthar a bhí sí
ina suí san súil mo droichroí 
bhí mé ina chodladh 
faoi an droichead órga 

mo realtín

faoi gaoth i gcurracloe
i gcónaí is go deo 
let her be my compass 
go dtí is tar éis bás 

mo realtín

so with brightest fear i write you 
so i might write to sight through 
the thick evergreens 
of uncertainty 

mo realtín

realtín

dead flowers w/ Adam

Remember Me (when the candle lights are gleaming)

I want to but I don’t

every day

tinn a bheith tinn a bhíonn

tilted heads

mcalpines fusiliers

john o’halloran

hometown ballad

moonshiner

black white and gray, 1/6 finished

212 by azalea banks

lots of little soldiers

As I rove out
In the Glasgow rain
And press my hand 
To the light
The sky rolls backwards
And falls away
Collapsing into night
And as you step forward 
In a haze of neon signs
I will say it once
For the both of us
Goodnight

And as light pours in
Like a sinking ship
Takes water from 
The sides
And when breaking brittle
Morning light
Drowns me from the blinds
In the space between the ticks
Until I open up a drink
I will say it once
For the both of us
Goodnight 

When the empty room
Paints faces on my eyes
I will try myself
To remind
With all the love
And spaceman eyes
We just ran out of time
And as I fall back
Into another waking night
I will say it once
For the both of us
Goodnight

Goodnight

what’s the matter?
all your candle lights are burning 
we’re not learning
from the bastards at your door
we went dancing
but you don’t dance like just a glass and
the glass bottle
filled the blanks from off the floor

christ loves a chancer
but fuck knows that’s not the answer
still in your canter
i could make myself a bed
fucking lonely
though i still remember wholly 
(?)
jet black ponies
ran the course on broken legs 
we did gamble
and not to overly post amble
but i would kill to
bleed us dry like that again

jet black ponies ran the course on broken legs

i’m a rover

new place for demos and disused ideas, stuff like that

nach bhfuil tú go hálainn?

mr monkey and the infinite type writers

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