An EP that was going to be an album but then i got bored and couldnt be bothered to do any more songs really for the time being in the same sort of style so here are a few

Lyrics:

ARUNACHALA SHIVA
ARUNACHALA SHIVA
ARUNACHALA SHIVA

FLAMING FAWNS ON FIELDS OF GREEN GRAZE BY THE RIVER SO SERENE

The Sage (part two)

An EP that was going to be an album but then i got bored and couldnt be bothered to do any more songs really for the time being in the same sort of style so here are a few

Lyrics:

tired eyes close 
on a haggered face
love under lights was 
a load of shite
anyway
anyway

what if the sand sat there
just pissing wet
well in the long run
is there a long run?
tired eyes close 
on a haggered face

and i once saw a man pop a massive blister on his hand
with a stanley knife and i didnt know
what to think about it
and i once saw a lady tap ash into a pram and although
the thing was empty
i still didnt know how to feel about it.

tired eyes close on an ancient face
love in the dark was a load of shite
anyway
anyway
now im bound up in an illusion made of time
when i know that
nothing is happening at all
at all

and i once saw a man pop a massive blister on his hand
with a stanley knife and i didnt know
what to think about it
and i once saw a lady tap ash into a pram and although
the thing was empty
i still didnt know how to feel about it.

and now is the time 
to forget those crazy characters
and now is the time
to leave them as motifs
and now is the time to realise the dream world
and now is the time to leave that world behind them

and i once saw a man pop a massive blister on his hand
with a stanley knife and i didnt know what to think about it
there are daydreams i just cant seem to give up on 
merriment yet to be savoured 
even in spite of the present time
and i once saw a man pop a massive blister onhis hand 
with a stanley knife and i didnt know what to think about it
there are daydreams i just cant seem to give up on 
merriment yet to be savoured
even in spite of the present time.

Stanley The Knife

An EP that was going to be an album but then i got bored and couldnt be bothered to do any more songs really for the time being in the same sort of style so here are a few

Lyrics:

with roots above branches below
petals and fruit fall like the snow
down to the ground 
where they turn brown
unless by the animals they are found
flaming fawns on fields of green
graze by the river so serene

it slays no one 
nor is ever slain
louder than the grandest of all names
smaller than the weakest beast
no sense of north west south or east
flaming fawns on fields of green
graze by the river so serene

arunachala shiva
arunachala shiva
arunachala shiva
arunachala shiva

a mouse comes out
a single tooth
gnawing wildly at the truth 
until the hawk circling high
swoops from above
but the mouse cant die
flaming fawns on fields of green
graze by the river so serene

she drinks of all things 
bitter sweet
looks down knowing they arent her feet
nor are her paws her property
at the end of life she'll set them free
flaming fawns on fields of green 
graze by the river so serene

arunachala shiva
arunachala shiva
arunachala shiva
arunachala shiva

The Sage (part one)

An EP that was going to be an album but then i got bored and couldnt be bothered to do any more songs really for the time being in the same sort of style so here are a few

Lyrics:

its a pretty picturesque and sunny afternoon
to drink down your hemlock
some people think they are too extraordinary to consume
to drink down your hemlock
11 people sat cramped in a tiny room is it there time
to drink down your hemlock

another day another time another social contract
would you have survived 
another day another time another social construct
would you have remained alive

succulent corpses
among the roses
as lichen grows on their bones
the gristle is pecked at
by the crows
and the magpies take 
their shiny eyeballs
fear not the scavengers 
for you can still 
share their flesh

another day another time another social contract
would you have survived 
another day another time another social construct
would you have remained alive

I am the tesseract man 
standing in a cube
a single line provides my sentence
and i cant bare to move.

another day another time another social contract
would you have survived 
another day another time another social construct
would you have remained alive

The Tesseract Man

not got out of my own woth recording at min but was fairly bored so heres a neutral milk hotel cover

Evil Gary

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