Illustration 3

Rough Demo - Heaps of mistakes... will be changing lyrics I'm sure.

Lyrics //

Since it's been cold enough to see
my breath on the winter's breeze.
I've had to ask myself to know,
if time will take care of us.
Insured by the end of every day,
a storm stilled to a whisper.

Since I've been old enough to see,
the man I now long to be.
I've had to keep reassured,
If I try I'll reach the stars.
But in this cold Brooklyn winter's night
I just can't see far enough.

Since I've been told it's best to dream,
I've seen it in my sleep.
And when it gets cold enough to be
afraid of the winter's breeze.
I'll have to keep my head above,
though the sun may not come for months.

Brooklyn

Summertime Songs

I spend my spare time writing letters to the moon
I ask advice and I sign each letter, "Write back soon.
Kind regards..."

And the stars never write me
Spinning out there in the void
I know they're busy
I know it's hard

I cut out pictures and I keep them on my wall
Look out the window at the end of the hall
Can't see the stars

And the stars never write me...

Heartbreak is for people with hearts

And the stars never write me...


We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at our shoes

Collaboration with https://soundcloud.com/headfirstonly
https://soundcloud.com/headfirstonly
Epic noodles and tasty vapors.

Early Attempts At Levitation (Aleatoric Rhetoric (part 1) )

(Have you ever really truly been in love? I mean, really in love? I've only ever loved one boy and he was the bravest guy I ever knew. His name was Tommy. Tommy Knuckles.)

When I was young, my mama always said
You need a steady man who won't lose his head
But when I grew up I fell so hard
For the wildest boy with the wildest heart
He wore leather pants
He took me to the dance
He held me oh so tight
And then we kissed on his motorbike, 
While he was driving with no hands, 
blindfolded

My daredevil, 
My daredevil

I'll always remember the day we met
He was down at the gas station, smoking cigarettes
Picking his teeth with a Bowie knife
And then Jimmy put him down and they got into a chain fight
He knocked out all of Jimmy's teeth
That's when I knew he was the one for me
So we'd go out and play chicken with the trains
And switchblade knifey-spoony and all those other games

My daredevil,
My daredevil

(It all ended the day we went to the zoo. I told him to be careful, but I think he was upset and he was just acting out! When he climbed up on the railing on the side of the bear cage and was swinging back and forth from that tree, I think he definitely could have made it if his foot hadn't slipped. But when the bear came over to see what was happening, he was so brave and took a swing, and then it ripped his head clean off. I always told him, "you should think before you act sometimes," but he never did, and that's why I loved him and I'll always love him... my daredevil).

Daredevil

Lyrics: 

Pull on your hose,
Dream of roses,
Put your lipstick on
Black dress and clutch,
Don't think too much,
Gorgeous monster

Your high heels click and your rhinestones shine, and in the mirror you're a vanishing line
Strange to think you've grown to look like anything
Oysters tasting like the sea and you shine like pearls when you smile at me
Like the girls who painted their teeth with radium
Sleek and dark as a sightless shark swimming towards the smell of blood
Swimming towards the one and only true thing
Keep on moving

Once, twelve years old,
You found the blood
That left a stain on everything
Shy, still a child,
You lined your eyes
Desperate for everything

A puppy with huge feet like boots, you felt you'd never be grown up,
But now you've grown into the girl you always were
Caviar in a nacre nest, Shalimar between your breasts,
Your winter gloves are lined with rabbit fur
Soft and warm as a baby kit in its dark and musky den
Nestling towards the one and only true thing
Oh, keep on moving

Sand that slips between the lips and hurts until the oyster learns
To coat the little wound in beauty
Bits of broken mirror fly into Kai's open eye 
And he climbs into the carriage of the Snow Queen
White bees are piled in pearly drifts and you get into your shabby Lyft,
Looking for the one and only true thing
Girl, keep on moving

The Only True Thing (Feat. Miscellaneous Owl)

Dammit (blink 182 cover)

(written and recorded during February Album Writing Month, 2017)

Meet Mary Anne, she's on her way to the pharmacy
Two kids with heads full of nits, out of three
So she'll go and get a comb and a box or two of RID
That should do it--that's what the principal said
Charlie's watching the kids for the afternoon
Thank God cause they've been whining, whining
Her head is itching just a little bit too
But it's probably paranoia, or that new shampoo

Or so she hopes

She looks out the window at the bones of some homes that they're building
Soon they'll be filled with mothers just like her
Line the nests with stainless steel and Travertine
Practical choices for budget-minded birds
And now Mary Anne is itching, itching
And she's scratching at her scalp with a growing sense of dread
The turn for the strip mall is coming up in a bit
It crosses her mind to just keep driving instead

And just fly…

She thinks about the nature documentary
About the penguins with eggs held on their feet
Holding very still in the chill of Antarctica
Nothing but their time and the warmth of their hearts to give

If she kept driving, driving on
In an hour she could be gone

The Nature Documentary

the world's only vegetable

The color of your hair is the sound of a nuclear bomb
The color of your hair is the sound of a nuclear bomb
The color of your hair is the sound of a nuclear bomb

The sound of your eyes is the stutter of a television screen
The sound of your eyes is the stutter of a television screen
The sound of your eyes is the stutter of a television screen

The color of your hair is the sound of electrical hum
The color of your hair is the sound of electrical hum
The color of your hair is the sound of electrical hum

The sound of your eyes is the pattern of a radio wave
The sound of your eyes is the pattern of a radio wave
The sound of your eyes is the pattern of a radio wave

But when you dream
Sun floods the trees

The rhythm of your breath is the sound of a closing door
The rhythm of your breath is the sound of a closing door
The rhythm of your breath is the sound of a closing door

The beating of your heart is a ticket in the turnstile gate
The beating of your heart is a ticket in the turnstile gate
The beating of your heart is a ticket in the turnstile gate

But when you dream
Sun floods the trees
Warmth on your face
Drawn and erased

Moving leaves
Whispering
Shadows flash by
Clouds cross the sky

She's gone and she's never coming back
She's gone and she's never coming back

Lamina (Feat. Miscellaneous Owl)

soundcloud for miscellaneous junk (class assignments, 50/90 or FAWM demos, etc.) 

Other projects of mine you can go check out:

https://soundcloud.com/gentle-brontosaurus
https://soundcloud.com/vowl-sounds
https://soundcloud.com/redtapediaries
http://www.tldrband.com

We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at our shoes

miscellaneous owl

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