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It has to be blue

That Kind of Woman

Recorded on a 4-track app using an Iphone

Lyrics:
It’s all in your mind
your view of the world
it may feel confined
reality is your own

it may feel like you need to hide
you might want to be your wild side
one moment you’ll hate your sister
the other you’ll fucking miss her
Now you’re chased down by regret
of something you’ll probably forget
The sun will rain right through
the clouds might even blind you

It’s all in your mind
your view of the world
it may feel confined
Reality is your own

sure you’ve got true affection
once done, it was misdirection 
The pain you’ve been living in
is just your latest layer of skin
then you notice it’s not untrue 
That your shadow is the real you
 The sun will rain right through
the clouds might even blind you


In Your Mind

Rain

You’ll scratch the skin 
that won’t stop itching
So you can convince yourself
you’re free of defection
why do you insist
 that normal exists
when light can be blinding 
the very eyes that notice you

tracing fingers over mountains 
to each little crevice
 that tore living in security
 Radio pisses the sounds that’ll smother
 the laughter and truth 
of the person inside
who pulls the chords
that move and feel for you

You’ll scratch the skin 
that won’t stop itching
so you can picture
yourself in a diamond frame 
that rests like a willow
while in an envelope
you mailed yourself in
to escape your reflection


Perfect

brother

My heart beats madly, but not like a drum
the tempo is fast, but isn't sung
I love you in silence, seemed there was never time
There always was, just never mine
I think too much for my own good
I thought of stopping if I could

She faced down on the floor, how dramatic
She lifts her head her hair is static
She dries a tear with her baggy sweater
Rises to a shelf, lays down a letter
Without a word she exits the room
I thought of stopping her, but she's about to bloom

I'm a stone covered in moss
Eroding into dust
There's only one thing I know to do
And that's to think about you

The potential to do tries to leak from my head
Plug the holes with my fingers and question instead
Wish I could say what I haven't said
Stick to what I know and stay in bed
Tired, but awake, sleep is a hoax
I'm used to measuring time in smokes
I think too much for my own good
I thought of stopping if I could

Evan Marwa

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