loving the progression. id experiment with some ambient noise and found sounds to create atmosphere! When I was at AX I just recorded the crowd noise for like 30 mins and did some editing to put under my intro and breakdown lol. makes it more personal

This is a draft of a song I call, “Admission to The Louvre. With this song it started off as “when the working day is all done”. I wanted that to be the pinnacle of where I was bouncing metaphors towards; highlighting only the depletion of the love others gave me verses balancing neutrality in healing and understanding humans are humans and though boundaries are set and your voice should be spoken/heard; there is good and there is bad, but both can be true. So when you take your first step after you were shattered in cold still light it’s like ripping off a turtleneck sweater you were forced to wear at a “Christmas in July” party. I forgot what a luxury breathing air was up until the moment I exhaled; freedom was mine with truth. In truth my closure looks a lot like going to the Lourve for the day. Looks a lot like a place beautiful things are kept but you get to walk away from and the place stays beautiful. Lyrics in this song are referencing a painting by George Braque called Les Oiseaux (The birds) located at the Louvre that I love. Birds, moons, stars? What’s not to love.. best part you have to look up to see it 🌚🌟🕊

In hues they play a joyful remembrance

We were birds flying through the night sky

Opaque like paint feels ways in messages.

Are those birds flying..... or did they die?

Admission to The Louvre

Base zero draft of: the shore 
You got on a ship you were never suppose to board and are hiding, two truths and a lie: you need air, you are seasick, the crew is welcoming.

Lyrics: 

Oh I get it now, it’s finally sinking in
I guess you finally worked things out
Too bad you never finished what you started

So open all the doors, open all the windows
Let in all the air, let the cold wind blow
Life is never fair
but baby how you care is so cold 

Do you ever share how you slam doors 
to keep your sheets warm 
Sing me like a prayer
Just know 
the same god hears my prayers deep throat

Because if you really cared 
Then why do I have all these palms of false gold?

I gotta know…..

Gotta know it. 
See it. 
Believe it. 
Spirit. 
Take me. 
Lifted. 
Face of Jesus. 

Calling. 
Naked. 
Tainted love. 
Lucid. 
Heart breaks even. 
Slow pain takes the weekend. 

You are you, until you’re blue, then you’re the shore
You chase the blues, until you’re new and restored

Oh I see it now
you can’t face up to what you did

Don’t say I said my words
to try to break you down
Finding closure in the dark
Makes a hallow heartbeat sound

 So,

Open all the doors, open all the windows
Call out to the shore
compare me to the seagulls
My hearts a sailing moon 
That ducks for cover when
Your heart speaks profound.

Come on 
Go and tell your truth 
Let your heart out like a deep wind
Go and tell your truth
Like how your love shows up like seasons

Go and tell your little loving lady
That you have loved her for so long
And that your hers 

And the shores swallowed deep
When the bullet takes the bird

So the bird hits 
Seasick.
Water lungs.
Polluted.
Mirrors chasing music.
Riptide breaks the birds neck.

A body is just a soul trick
A stupid massive love trip
A lunar ecliptic love dip
A riptide afternoon

You are you
until you are the shore 
You chase the the blues
until you’re new and restored 

Until I’m up up up up up on the oxygen
No coming down because
Because I’m heaven sent

Flying high, high up up up up 
Flying high breathing oxygen 
I’m a cardinal sign 
An ordinary friend

Down; going up up up up
Down like the pouring rain
Sometimes Im immature
Aside effect that sometimes comes with pain

Now I’m going 
Up down down 
Onto the shore 
The shore again
Aquamarine tattoos kiss my toes
As I walk on sand. 

You are you
until you are the shore 
You chase the the blues
until you’re new and restored.

the shore

Some songs I've made lately. Life is weird but vibes are good.

Hoovey

First of Many

Sunrise Ceremony

Double Gat (prod. PANDEMXNIUM)

Revy /feat namcai (prod. PANDEMXNIUM)

Going running
Just jump in
Decisions (the seasons)
Decisions

Hit, I touch In beige
Do I miss old ways,
Or maybe  I’m permanently blue

If you could (just) see their face
I’d bet you’d feel the same
But you don’t know nothing 
Do you?

Is it because
You saw me laughing?
Not for the last time;
You won’t see me broken.

Not Broken
Again

Hurt turns into parlay,
riots move up through the states;
And empathy power set loose.

Placing on  some bets today,
that people can always change;
but some can never face the truth.

Is it reruns?
You saw me dancing;
Not for the last time.
You won’t see me broken.
Not broken
Again

You know 
I heard a little story about a wolf and man,
about wolf and a man in a sacred space.
And the wolf was fucking hungry,
but it never ate the man,
only prayed about his future;
prayed he could stay safe.

Hallelujah drowned disciples,
burn their bridges;
toke their bibles 
Loved my neighbor
More than I could ever love me

Baring teeth 
True religion 
Burning bushes in my visions
Medicine tastes like 
What happiness could be 
How it should be  

As humans we make mistakes
Relationships stick and fade 
And love lingers like a tattoo 

Giving all that’s left to take
Then go make your getaway
And Leave them with what they should do 

Is it treason,
You heard me singing
Not for the last time.
You won’t see me broken.
Not broken
Again

How could you just savor me
Just to spit me out 
Stabbing backs with no apologies 
Then you go and fun your fucking mouth 

Is it healing 
You saw me swinging 
Yes for the last time
Cause you won’t see me broken 
Not broken 
Again

First of Many

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