It's raining
It's pouring
The old man is snoring
Does anyone know why he's so tired?
Maybe he's just made love
Most is subjective with parts objective
Everything is gone from here when a life is lived in fear
Meaninglessness dominates the form of the universe
When will we all learn?
I am not one to claim to know the whole reality
This just seems
This just seems to be the way it's meant to be:
Casually and unending mystery 
Belonging to no one

Universe

I make-love music. I am emotions and whatever you end up thinking. I'm also in Holla Mons. Here's some random stuff as a result of everything that makes me feel all sortsa ways. Check out my band Holla Mons :)

Universe

ïvan repko