A composition from 3 years ago, first year uni.

Midi Kingdom

Rawson is just hanging around
Sitting in trees
Pooping on ground
Hugging the tree trunk
Bliss shines in his eyes
He's a slow and itchy 
Smily kind of guy

Rawson

January 18th

I return

Squeals

A cover of a Hank Williams song- I'm so lonesome I could cry.

I'm so lonesome I could cry

Figgy

A song for my friend emma. 


I'd like to sing
of a flower of june
A wild sage
a firey bloom

who grows, grows and grows.

honeygoon
she speaks with the moon
honeygoon
she's singing along to her own tune

And sometimes our tunes align
and her song is also mine

Wild sage

The earth skin holds us tight
The sun peeps through at night
As a pale and mystic light
The moon

There's a break in the skin
That lets the light shine in
The night is wearing thin
He'll go soon


I saw you walking out there in the low light
And heard the squawking of birds that greet the night
Who knows where you had been 
I had to show you something

Something

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