1. I was a sailor
On a ship
Until I tripped
And broke my hip.

Now I roam
About on land
Trying my best
To understand.

Why the compass
Doesn't work
Why my heart
Is full of hurt.

2. Thought I knew
My way around
Feeling lost
On solid ground.

What I'd give
To be at sea
With all its fears
And drudgery.

Every morning
And every night
The sea birds
And their delights.

3. Brisk wind
Off the bow
New countries
In every hour.

Life so simple
In the end
Vast sea waves
Sails that bend.

I was a sailor
On a ship
Until I tripped

Sailor r0

My sister owns a knife or two
Kept in a cupboard with the shoes
She likes to juggle in the air
One flew off, we know not where.

One flew up into the sky
Zipped right past my sister’s eye
Stuck in the ceiling by the door
Not sure if it’s there anymore.

Late at night, while we’re asleep
The knives all scattered in a heap
She sits there in a rocking chair
Slowly combing out her hair.

Whistling slowly through her teeth
Tapping tunes out with her feet
No doubt dreaming about knives
My sister is so very wise.

My sister owns a knife or two
Whistling an ancient tune
She likes to juggle in the air
Sometimes the knives just disappear.

She sits there in a rocking chair
Likes to juggle in the air
The knives all scattered in a heap
Late at night, while we’re asleep.

My sister owns a knife or two
Kept in a cupboard with the shoes
She likes to juggle in the air
One flew off, we know not where.

Late at night, while we’re asleep
The knives all scattered in a heap
She sits there in a rocking chair
Slowly combing out her hair.

Sister Alia of the knife r1a

There's a lady that sleeps
A lady that knows
A lady that waits
For the tides that flow.

She waits in a field
She waits by the sea
She waits for the ships
So tall and so free.

She waits in the shadows
She waits for the crow
She waits in the barrows
With her sisters below.

She waits for a message
She waits for a flight
She's a mother of mercy
At the dimming of light.

She arrives in the morning
In early afternoon
She arrives with an answer
That none can undo.

There’s a lady that waits
For me and for you
She waits silent
Amidst morning dew.

There's a lady that sleeps
A lady that knows
A lady that waits
With her sisters below.

She waits in a field
She waits by the sea
She waits for the ships
So tall and so free.

There’s a lady that waits
Amidst morning dew
She waits silent
For me and for you.


Lady that waits r6

I dance the dance
Of the barley corn
As the world
Is being born.

Dark wave 
Come to me
We’ll dance together
In the sea.

Dark wave
Passing by
You chill my heart
And grip my eyes.

Dark wave
Passing by
You chill my heart
And grip my eyes.

As I move about
In the early morn
I dance the dance
Of the barley corn.

And all about
I feel the air
A dark wave
Just over there.

I see a dark wave
Passing by
Moving quietly
Through the sky.

I dance the dance
Of the barley corn
From late night
Into early morn.

Dark wave
Passing by
Like a ripple
In the sky.

Dark wave
Passing by
Like a ripple
In the sky.

Dark wave
Come to me
Perhaps friends
We could be.

I dance the dance
Of the barley corn
As the world
Is being born.

Dark wave r4

Susannah climbs stairs late at night
To a tower top, out of sight
In a rolling tide of swirling cloud
Mist, fog, and the odd hell-hound.

Susannah lives on the earth by day
As outlined in an endless play
Written in part to keep her sane
A mortal in the land of the crane.

In the evening, she abandons that script
Climbs endless stairs, pained by one hip
Gets to the door, it opens and shuts
Lies down on a comfortable couch.

At night, Susannah looks out at stars
Rainbows round the moon, floating cars
Fairies hovering enroute to her room
Flying horses, a witch on a broom.

Susannah’s earth life goes on and on
And one day, when it’s all gone
She’ll climb those stairs just one more time
Close the door, and drink the wine.

Susannah’s earth life goes on and on
And one day, when it’s all gone
She’ll climb those stairs just one more time
Close the door, and drink the wine.


Susannah r1

TB-remix

I’m a radiation man
Born just yesterday
In a bright flash of light
That took my life away.

That’s my face before it all
In the midst of that light
Scorch marks on a wall
Died and reborn last night.

I’m a radiation man
Birthed by a fiery knife
Not sure that I understand
All that happened in my life.

Walking in a city of ruins
Looking for someone new
Melted walls and dusty tombs
Surely there was more to do.

I can walk and even talk
There’s no one here to see
In a city made of chalk
There’s not much left for me.

City’s dead but a siren goes
Feel it beneath my feet
Echoing in caverns low
Unpeople wake from sleep.

Unpeople will soon be up
Not just to live and die
Angels of destructive thrust
Built to pluck out enemy eyes.

I’ll be gone before they rise
Journey onwards as I will
Shake off this city wise
Find solace on some hill.

I’m a radiation man
Born just yesterday
In a bright flash of light
That took my life away.


Radiation man r3

I advanced east into the setting sun
Climbed up stairs from roof to ground
Strove for heaven and turned around
Embraced freedom without a sound.

Became a Buddhist by worshipping time
I drank water and then I drank wine
Swam the Nile, washed up on the shore
Recited the alphabet for an encore.

I turned right and inside out
Whispered until it became a shout
Shuffled cards all day in the square
Wrote three books a week for millionaires.

Began with nothing, won every race
Times changed; I lost my place
Gave up trying to end my life
Played the bagpipes, danced with a knife.

I grew older until I became young
Relied on intuition until it became numb
Exercised until I lost the thread
Gave up running and dined instead.

I never left a table full or empty
I never met a person but I met plenty
Ran away for another season
Always looking for a better reason.

Duality r5

PRODUCED & ENGINEERED BY SNACKINTOSH86

SAMPLES:
very cool tutorials - Trap Royalty

LYRICS:

why you tweakin' 'bout that shit?
you won't catch me trippin' with that patek on my wrist
bitches can't embody this
esoteric wisdom on my body on my fit
why you tweakin' 'bout that shit?
you won't catch me trippin' with that patek on my wrist
bitches can't embody this
esoteric wisdom on my body on my fit

whole squad and we chillin' in the codecave
whole squad gettin' lit like some propane
and these bitches think i'm wrong but i ain't throwin' shade
feel like mj in this shit i always rock the stage
and she wanna be my trap queen
and i could be your trap king
i'm with bro we smokin' methylamine
it'll be a duet let my choppa sing

i'm a changed man
makin' change man
remember young me swingin' on the swang man
came a long way from doxbin and james bandz
you ever been so hungry that you couldn't sleep the same man
everywhere i step they know the fuckin' name
my lyrics touch the world like lil baby to a chain
i had to make some hits so i could i prove myself today
and if there's one thing for certain, never switch up for the fame
1738
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SNACKINTOSH86 - 00 00 17 38 My Tribute To Fetty Wap

I very slowly
Came apart
On that morning
Of the heart.

When dust settled
I had gone
Nothing left 
Of legs and arms.

There I lay
All apart
In the morning
Of the heart.

Fell down
Into empty air
No one left
Nothing there.

In the morning
As I came apart
My lips lay scattered
As was my heart.

There I lay
All apart
In the morning
Of the heart.

Lost my body
Pieces everywhere
Some on the floor
Some on the stairs.

Here in the morning
As I sang a song
I finally noticed
What was going on.

There I lay
All apart
In the morning
Of the heart.


Morning of the heart r2a

You’re in my mind
Like a wandering shadow
I bow politely
And show you in.

Your face is calm
As you look around
You’re not surprised
By the way I am.

The moon is full
It’s a lovely evening
It’s a good time
To visit me.

On such nights
I’m at home to strangers
Strangers have
A lot to give.

You’re in my mind
Like a wandering shadow
Gazing out
At the world I see.

May your eyes
Enjoy my visions
May your heart
Sing along with me.

Early 1990s

You're in my mind like a wandering shadow

Writer of prose and poetry since mid-1960s. Given an acoustic guitar in 1978 by long-suffering sister. Many songs produced that way. More recently, guitar skills all but faded, using GarageBand and Logic Pro to put words to music.
ps. The Bandcamp songs should be free to download. Please let me know if they're not.

You're in my mind like a wandering shadow

Peter Grimbeek