Black Hole Screen 20210703

Work in progress track with a set of lyrics I wrote from my time in the Bay

Valley Grind 20211023.wav

I Am 20211023.wav

Well Martha woke up one morning 
she had chores to do
Gotta mop these floors from these dusty shoes
Cuz Joshua's coming through

Gotta get on baking, 
cleaning, and arranging,
If devil's in details 
Watch out Satan
She's coming for you//
Toil'n on the tiles
 till the soil abates
If cleanliness is godly
then heaven awaits...
for true?
  
Maria woke up at one
Noon sun shone on down
Awakened by some shaking 
from a middle eastern crowd.
of who 

Thirsty women and hungry men.
White tombs with burdens.
Towards the front and 'mong them all
 walked a servant.

Martha, Martha.
Only one thing is important.
Martha, Martha.
Don't take yourself away
It's not about workin'
Reclaim your gaze.

Martha's cooking inside
Adding to a perfect lamb.
Maria, focused, doesn't notice 
The floors been washed by hand.

..* > ..*
Martha, Martha Mmmm 

Leaving footprints in the hand scrubbed floor
Maria runs to open door.
"Hey J- it's good to see ya!"
I see your crew has new dudes, 
looks like a bunch of sailors, prude Jews,
bums, lefties, vets and who knew
The kid that made tables
would use em to break bread
with the who's who!"
"...And the who's not!" 
Cried Martha from the kitchen
frustrated with Maria
for not serving the lamb dishes.

Martha, Martha.
Only one thing is important.
Martha, Martha.
Don't take yourself away
It's not about workin'
Reclaim your gaze.

And folks walked in and dirtied floors. 
Dust on dust, undoing chores
With merriment and joy they seat
While Martha focused on the meat.
The lamb was tender, her flesh was weak.
Her works had prepared quite the feast.

Hungry ears ate bread of peace
while Martha's wheat was raised with yeast.
She brought in her perfect lamb, 
Muttering, distracted how Maria ran
and left her
to serve alone.

And that's when she heard him. 
And that's when she saw him.

"Martha Martha"

Martha Martha

I know a muse that's subtle and sly
Seeking your glory, stealing your time
Locked in your pocket, more precious than gold
Resembling memories, friendship and soul.  

Bow to your idol / the one in your hand.
Confirming your truths / condemning your damned.
Outraged at outrage / Incensed with all
In love with the power / we hold in our palm

Give me your love / buzz with attention
tag me in somethin' / I'm craving a mention.
Oh but in real life, I haven't done shit.
I just travel around, taking pics like I did.

Bow to your idol / the one under thumbs.
Reflecting your visage / but filtering bumps.
Deriving digital pleasure / memes, puppies n' porns
in love with the dopeamine / at the end of our arms

Give me your love / buzz with attention
tag me in somethin' / I'm craving a mention.
Forget about real life, in which haven't yet lived.
I just do what I'm told, and like pictures of shit.

// Bow a lil lower, press your face to the glow.
// Bodies broken in two, screens stuck to our nose.
// Eyes glued, to ideas, of "I", on our i-Dols, 
//  8 hours of omnipotence, in aloominium bones.


// Fill my face with you, oh keeper of attention.
// Replace my thoughts with your news feeds and mentions.
// Planned obsolescence, ensures silicon slows.
// And we grow panicked and fearful, when our power runs low.

// Lord forbid I be bored, and suffer to see.
// Any other world, framed outside of these screens.
// Maybe it's beautiful, maybe it's bleak.
// But I don't really know I never bothered to seek

So don't give me your likes / don't take my attention
Don't tag me in nothin' / Keep all the mentions.
You only have two lives, a wise one once reckoned.
The first begins when you realize there ain't a second.

There's a beautiful world, framed outside of screens. 
*fingers tapping guitar*
...Typed the culpable man.

E___________A______E____________Bm

iDol

Striking at Heels

Valley Grind

Don't Try and Capture Light

Lyrics:

Oh Orion-
What is it we've done. 

Oh Orion-
Tell me 'bout your sons

I been waiting 
for a while
like a lion 
for her cubs. 

Oh Orion-
What is it we've done. 

Oh Oriiion-
Your waist
 is my name now. 
Three marks near where-my
42 Messier hangs down. 

Hang out a while and see
In the nights skies above you
And know that my three
dot the I's of iii love you. 

Oh Oriiion-
What is it we've done

Oh Oriiion-
From whence I come.

Matt Boone

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