rest well

Other small try
I wanna let you go 
I am well now 
So tell me if you know 
Can you hear me 
And I will let my soul decide 
You are still in my mind 

Any dreamer 
Disappear a few times 
I’m a dreamer 
And I feel lonely now 
Open your eyes 
My heart is fucking dry 
So call me tonight 
I think of you

I wanna forget this so go in your direction 
And my location will guide me 
Oh I know it’s so raw 
But I don’t want you to cry 

I leave with my mindset 
Can I go home right now 
You have no stress 
I see you as a friend but that it’s okay 
I wanna hear sometimes 
But you let me 
I really hate me 

I hear my first death 
Still hidden in my mind
In my white dress 
And I m really cold now
It’s my first try 
And I would like to call home 
Can I see your face right now 

Any dreamer 
Disappear a few times 
I’m a dreamer 
And I feel lonely now 
Open your eyes 
My heart is fucking dry 
So call me tonight 
I think of you

I wanna forget this so go in your direction 
And my location will guide me 
Oh I know it’s so raw 
But I don’t want you to cry 

I leave with my mindset 
Can I go home right now 
You have no stress 
I see you as a friend but that it’s okay 
I wanna hear sometimes 
But you let me 
I really hate me 

I hear my first death 
Still hidden in my mind
In my white dress 
And I m really cold now
It’s my first try 
And I would like to call home 
Can I see your face right now

i wanna forget this

the little tears

Habits

Habits (Demo)

Roadkill

Hold You

(Alright, okay)

Loving you’s illegal, melted sin
One look at those brown eyes, falling in
Dreaming of your laughter, the bluntness, and the sarcasm

Do you even notice I’m in awe?
Drop dead gorgeous, full of flaws 
Take me in your arms, paint me in your love, let me see your soul

I don’t want you to go
Romanticizing a ghost i’ve brought into my home
Into my home
Brought into my home

Call me on a dead line, make a scene
Catch all the butterflies and all the trees 
I don’t wanna leave, I don’t wanna leave 
(Show me that you need, show me that you need me)

Lay me on the sofa, take my heart
Put it on the coaster next to our art
I just wanna love, i just wanna love 

I don’t want you to go
Romanticizing a ghost I’ve brought into my home

I don’t want you to go (call me on a deadline, make a scene, catch all the butterflies and all the trees)
Romanticizing a ghost I’ve brought into my home (I don’t wanna leave, I don’t wanna leave, show me that you need, show me that you need me)

Into my home (call me on a deadline, make a scene)
Brought into my home (catch all the butterflies and all the trees, I don’t wanna leave, I don’t wanna leave)

Into my home (show me that you need, show me that you need me)
Brought into my home

deadlines.

This is the slowed to perfection version of making the bed by Olivia Rodrigo

Olivia Rodrigo - making the bed (slowed to perfection)

scared of my guitar (olivia rodrigo cover)

a tip of the hat, a nod a wave, a quick  (1)

The Seven Last Sayings of Jesus refer to the final seven expressions Jesus spoke while he was dying on the cross, as recorded across the four Gospels in the New Testament. These sayings are deeply meaningful, reflecting Jesus’ humanity, divinity, forgiveness, compassion, and fulfillment of scripture. They include his words of forgiveness, promise of paradise, care for his mother and the World, expression of abandonment, physical suffering, completion of his mission, and final trust in God. 

06. It Is Finished

HAUNTED BY THE LIVING 


Verse 1
Lavender dress in December snow,
Laughter distant, soft and slow.
Car still running, windows cracked,
Coffee cold, never came back.

Kitchen tiles peeling thin,
Half-empty perfume, scent worn in.
Letters stacked by the unopened door,
Footsteps echo on hardwood floor.

Chorus
I'm haunted by the living,
Moments blurred and misgiving.
Faces drift without a name,
Memories tangled, just the same.

Verse 2
Garden roses growing wild,
Voices whispered, tones beguiled.
Rain-soaked sweaters, empty swings,
Lost buttons, tangled strings.

Lightbulb flickers, porch still lit,
Photographs curl, edges split.
Hallways stretch but doors don't close,
Curtains move when no wind blows.

Chorus
I'm haunted by the living,
Moments blurred and misgiving.
Faces drift without a name,
Memories tangled, just the same.

Verse 3
Silver forks arranged in rows,
Tea stains on forgotten clothes.
Empty halls, echoing songs,
Piano keys that can't be wrong.

Pocket watch, hands reversed,
Midnight whispers softly cursed.
Door ajar, spilling light,
Shadow dances, out of sight.

Chorus
I'm haunted by the living,
Moments blurred and misgiving.
Faces drift without a name,
Memories tangled, just the same.

Verse 4
Apples bruised on painted plates,
Mail unopened, scattered dates.
Red balloons tied to chairs,
Breathing softly, empty stairs.

Carousel spinning, silent sound,
Unmade beds, sheets unwound.
Lost postcards with blank address,
Whispered laughter, nothingness.

Bridge
Calendar pages stuck on May,
Clocks move forward, stuck yesterday.
Mirror fragments, shifting eyes,
Smiling faces whisper lies.

Windows open, summer gone,
Twilight frozen, lasting long.
I'm drifting softly, nowhere near—
Living ghosts, the past unclear.

Ink-smudged letters, backward read,
Words dissolve, meanings fled.
Cobwebbed corners, quiet halls,
Footprints vanish, no one calls.

Lantern flickers, path unclear,
Fading moments drawing near.
Drifting gently, memories fray—
Haunted living, lost today.

Outro
Doorbell ringing, no one home,
Numbers dialing, empty tone.
Names forgotten, yet remain,
Haunted by life I can't explain.



Haunted by the Living

originally put out w third floor tapes u can buy a tape/listen here ---> http://www.thirdfloortapes.com/products/570943-keel-her-claire-cottrill

one of the more important songs to me 

Genevieve Stokes - Portland Nights

Genevieve Stokes

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