There is no moon above. 
There’s no clouds that weep.
There will never be a shadow or a falling leaf.
There is no blackness. There is no white or red. 
No pining blue wave kissing sea in it’s rolling bed.
You won’t hear the sound of bells or bleats, no song of lark or tufty sheep.

There’s no heart which beats. No drums or sleep.
Not a dream. Not a door. Nor a mouse under your feet
There’s no one shaking.
 There’s no one being told, that somebody still loves them 
or there’s nothing left to hold. 

There was no before, and there’ll be no after.
You were never here or there.

There is no hell below.
There’s no bliss or sacrifice.
There will never be a cruel touch or a poem that sighs.
There’s no magic spells.
No youth or getting old.
There’s no bargain being hunted or a sign that you’ve been sold.

There’s no tire swings or stings of angry wasps;
and there’s no days when you felt lost.

There are no sad, sad songs. There’s no reason to ever cry.
No one waves hello or packs their bags to say goodbye
There’s no sweet soft kiss to your ear, or your dry lips,
not a breath on your neck, or their finger on your hips.

There is no before and there’ll be no after.
You were never here or there,
or anywhere.


Nothing

I'm enjoying working on new imaginations of sound, art, and word. In the meantime, enjoy another from the vault of my past recordings. Thanks for those who listen. 

Better Than It Is

Passenger

07 Little Bird

Sea Sew

Sea Song

Pistachio

Teeth

String of Red Balloons

Soundtrack to "How To Summon A Ghost" by Tegan E Webb : http://teganewebb.com/

Play the game here : https://teganewebb.itch.io/how-to-summon-a-ghost

String of Red Balloons

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