When you asked why I've never written you a song
I replied, 'I only write when something's wrong'
so you did something wrong
so here it is

Short Bitter Unnamed Song

Be Quiet And Drive

little faith
just last the night 
and tomorrow's day
I'll wave a wand

and i promise i'll make more of you appear
i'll reach in hats and pull you from thin air

brittle heart
please beat along
here take my scarf
to keep you warm

the winter's left you shivering cold
but spring will come to melt away the snow

I roped my white flag onto the pole
I don't think I can take any more
I don't think I can take any more
I roped my white flag onto the pole

bleeding hope
i got some bad news
those bandages 
won't do much use

I lied when I said it's not so bad
I just didn't wanna see you so sad

patient mind
where have you gone hiding
it's unkind 
to keep me worried

I thought that you'd be back by this time
it's getting dark and I see no sign

White Flag

61°52′29″N 127°40′49″W

for a more detailed explanation:
https://genius.com/Periodicchange-unnamed-peak-or-the-faults-in-our-earth-annotated

Suddenly He wakes up 
And sees the North
it’s taken all his life to wake up
 
he sees the north,
The call that drives him forth grows stronger
but just before he’s lost into the North
 
He looks behind, He sees his wife 
and sees his kids, in another life
He feels as if, They're at his side
But then he sees,  stretched between,,
the Great Divide
 
Then he feels the unseen force at his heels change his course 
when soon the floor creates a rift, loses grip, and starts to drift
and the drift he observes bends a line into a curve
and all he sees in the end will recede around the bends
 
Well, eventually, he arrives right near the unnamed peak
that rises 9,000 feet, 9 miles north of 62 degrees
 
And memories he carried on his Long Traverse 
Grow lighter 
and lose their worth
and just before they disperse
 
he looks below from where he climbed
shadows float into the white
he feels as though there was a time
they once meant more
and then Before is left behind
 
then he feels nothing more
nothing's real
with nothing forcing him to feel
a fire dies
and the floor begins to rise
 
and from that height above the earth
the horizon reveals its curve
and all he sees, in the end
sinks beneath the endless bend
 
and so the floor gets rearranged
til nothing’s left from where he came
Nothing lasts since nothing halts
in a world defined by faults

The Unnamed Peak -or- The Faults in our Earth

Here is a rework of two artist and good friends from LA that make up Bodacious Thang.

Perfect Luv - Bodacious Thang (GRVSRS Re - Orch)

They'd gather us 
to partake in the Eucharist
and to teach us
the legend of Mythyphus

Force his love
into those who don't want it
Drink the blood
Eat the flesh of Mythyphus

No
We say no

Revelation!
We forsake that which don't exist
This invention
the Advent of your Mythyphus

Mythyphus

WORM

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Mythyphus

pablam