don't think,
you'll breathe better
keep a distance
softy cringe
i'm just a child's painting,
mostly gray
come teach me all you can
the petals that reek
pierce my nails
it's something that i need
and after all, dear,
you were just your vest
and i was just my jeans
more than she smiles,
she thinks,
less than i should
saw her in rainbows
that's the dream
she said 'follow me down'
it's all the same to me
taste of snow
or what I didn't know
talking blurs
like the way it's meant to be heard
cause after all, dear,
i was just too bored
and you were being cruel
take your time
i'm waiting too
more than she smiles
she thinks less than
i should be scared far from home
i'll be free for the thing i love
more than her smile i seek 
someone to talk about fame
barely anything else to do

Untitled28 - 29Nov2011

My acoustic cover of Radiohead's Idioteque. I'm adding some more instruments, this is an unfinished version.

Idioteque

Holland, 1945

Everything Reminds me of Her


You look tired she said to me
Her eyes meant you're not good enough for me
And turned away her hazy gaze
Search for another in the maze
Someone to mate
You're somehow amazed
I'm as well in so many ways
Blazed with the game she plays
She seemed all too confident
To be where her head is at
Won't there to penetrate
My eyes ashamed.
Someone to make
Somehow we're made
Ive wasted so many days
I crave the way we used to play
Blowing fumes in hurricanes
A cruise meant to never end
Too bruised to navigate
My eyes ashamed.
Sorceress sleeps in painted nails and tells me who I am
Riddled words dressed in blue asked 'what's this climb for?'
Time, show me all the signs again
The awake boy said 'we the stars, man, we the nebulas'
I slip away
Faster than prays
And I'm appalled 

Confidence is a Wet Dream

Suddenly Platypus - Confidence is a Wet Dream (Demo, Final Cut)

it's molten alright
and this time i'm keen to float
it's my choice
it's a hint alright
and this time i intend to tease
so i packed my eyes
lest i see the clown in the box
i'm afraid of clowns
in my imagined life
lows and highs are supposed to be
going in multiple circles
it's easier than it sounds

i want to grow
as slow as fingernails
i fell in lust every time she smoked
i want out
from this temperamental plot
i'll miss every flake of snow


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