small tunas of the swan coastal plain maine

Swamp Gospel:

We wander through the fog,
through he 'spirits of the night'.
Rises like 'incense of the earth'
while we try to make sense of this life.

See that tennis court, those manicured lawns?
That used to be a food bowl,
but now it's gone.
And I'm homesick,
calling out like this
for something that I never knew but know I miss.

Secret, sacred places
We've covered up
Wetland traces
sing that swamp gospel loud.

Intricate biophonies
spill onto the street
underneath the road rivers,
living waters seep

See that tennis court, those manicured lawns?
That used to be a food bowl,
but now it's gone.
And I'm homesick,
calling out like this
for something that I never knew but know I miss.

Secret, sacred places
We've covered up
Wetland traces
sing that swamp gospel loud.

Swamp Gospel

simplesimplesimple bread n butter n a glass of water

Show

hollow colloquial
we calling out cantankerous
collusions 

secret agents of flagrant
philosophies 
and thoughts that
bubble boil down beneath ur street
underneath ya feet
underneath ya breath

yep

cinematic emphatic factual information
straight from the heart
it projects so much unrest
oh whatta mess we’ve made

jus actin as a mouthpiece
trumpet call to ya’ll
cuz 
greed can grow to a black hole
before ya know, u know 
ya know?

magpie fly 
black and white into the blue


magpie (monk)

can we just get by,
by ourselves? now tell me why
we're so isolated from each other
we should act with love for one another

i can see the waves in the patterns on the dress that u wear,
and i can see nobility in the way that u care,
and we will meet on the beach in the dark of the night,
let the stars multiply til the sky turns pure white,
there washes in a breeze
its calling us
to eternity

eternity

HEADPHONES. . . ? 

i was just goin about my day
when outta no where
thoughts of u rain down
outta no where
i start missing u
i was goin about my day

got nothin to smoke 
to distract me tonight
so i think i just might
take a litle day dream
and remember us again
i ain't scared no more
it doesn't hurt like before

i pushed all the feelings
like a curtain on the railings
closed the chapter
erased ever after
but tonight i'm gonna reminisce 
bout ya skin and how we used to kiss

go frank go. thank u 4 channel orange. 

goin bout my day (thinkin bout you cover)

pinball wormhole
thru the looking glass
blue moon hidden in my stash
ain't impossible to understand
take a toke and pass it with the left hand
and if i was cremated, transform, re-instated,
reborn, re-inflated, ignored, hot-potated, 
i'd be the same way as i am
so take a listen now
and take my hand
and let's go. 



dash

we lie because of it
we die because of it
we steal because of it
we kill because of it
we try because of it
lose our minds because of it
close our eyes because of it
we depise because of it 

ego let me go
ego let me go

i'm drowning
in a whirlpool,
ferocious with expectations
    
i don't know what is good
i dont know what could be bad
all i know
is this life is the only one that i've ever had 

ego let me go
ego let me go


let me go
let me go
let me go 
etc etc etc 

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small tunas of the swan coastal plain maine

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