To be this me
with this specific name
and this body
Is like being
A fly on a pin
on a card.
 
To be so free
with no specific name
and nobody
seen nor seeing
A fly on a spin
on a star. 
   
   
   
   
Lyrics and music by Lila Stone.

Aflyonapinonacard

Don't Let Me Do Any Harm

with each technique, technical errors
each time I speak, mistakes are made

some leave behind a garden, some just a tomb
some stack the decks with cannons, pointed at the stern
some footfalls scratch the surface and claw across the sky
some weave a wake of mourning, never learn to cry

with each technique, technical errors
each time I speak, mistakes are made



Lyrics and music by Lila Stone

the tech

NoAir

Just To Make Me

The city may move
But the well will stay
All your travel
Will pass its way

Do not tangle the rope
Or turn the cup
When you draw
From the bottom up

Well well well
You scare me so
All I need
Is all you know
My thirst is endless
You don’t mind
I go on looking
You are the find

Lyrics and music by Lila Stone

LilaStone