a memory i fold

purple piano, paint me

What happened back there

The Last Golden Girl (take 2)

the rest of my life

music video: https://youtu.be/ijxkVOZTLYg

[lyrics]
drying out
after soaking up
the wine from me;
i am the rug.
does go roaming
dont give two fucks.
flies way too close
to the sun

because
i dont listen 
to even my own advice.
what is this feeling?
i cant find the 
title of it;
all this muck
i conjured up.
didnt try enough.
basically mud
i was.


are you now
living life
being wife
having fun
loving one
another good
i know you would
far away from
our history.
our life;
to never be.
hopefully
forgetting me,
and all the wrongs
i put you through

so dumb,
i was,
to keep holding on
to love i didnt deserve
from someone who put me first.

how selfish i could be
how blind i was to not see
incredibly, i hold on to
these memories
i cant untangle myself from.

floating rug

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i dont want to go home (demo)



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[lyrics]
i tie
all my goodbyes.
when i see you
i know that its true.
lessons i have learned
i hold them close
like you will
move on to find i dont fly
when im lookin into your eyes
youre learning
i will never pretend
there will never be
some sad end.

what i hope now
will always go south.
honey, lets spend life
cherishing time.

take my hand,
if you can.


tonight's mood

pool

the way your life goes (2015)

he's dead now (live demo) - MUNKS DESTINY

[lyrics]

as it goes, she probably already knows 
how i feel, by now.
but, i hope im not some ghost
who slips into the clouds
as it goes, she probably already knows
how she feels by now.
i do hope im not some bloke
who drifts into the crowd.

when im in her room
i feel brand new.
she writes her name on me,
and the room begins to fill with familiarity.

as it goes, she probably already knows
how i feel by now.
but i hope im not some ghost
who slips into the clouds.
as it goes, she probably already knows
how she feels by now.
i do hope im not some bloke
who drifs into the crowd.

you got some money
but it feels funny
working so hard.
was it for nothing?
you cry going home,
when you are alone.
oh, but still, you get excited by the thrills
in life, you invite them.
its a rare dream for my eyes
to see someone as candid as you.
as you are, and may always be.

as it goes, she's living her life
so i will go live mine
holding on to your sweet talk,
but moving on with my time.

as it goes, your living your life
so i will go live mine
holding on to your sweet talk,
but moving on with my time.

familiarité

i am always dreaming of that girl.
i remember when my whole life
was that world.

im always looking for some change.
well, i got my change.
but im old today,

away from you.
today, all because i didnt know how to
treat you in the way you deserve.
but, i learned.
 
to get on, 
to get on.
everyday, when i wake up
and i think, "whyd i do that"
to get on
to get on
i know i got be strong
for the changes in my life.
at least when im dreamin
im with the wife i used to have.

when i wake up, i feel bad 
all the time.
the people that i see
reminds me of our life 
-
oh i
found a new way
found a new day
found my change
i found my change.
a little too late, but
i do dream

i do dream
bout those day
bout those days
bout your ways
bout your pain
bout those days
i do dream





bout those days

Resentment; i dont have it anymore.
I smoke spliffs and reminisce
about our crooked past.

Are you dreaming of me still?
Hope i faded into the background,
like Jacquelyn.

I don't got any hate
I don't got any lingering feelings
Just good grace, and wishes for happy healing.
I have passed this life so fast
No grasps on hatred from my past.

Are you dreaming of me still?
Hope i faded into the background,
like Jacquelyn; paintings of your life.

Just move on
if you live so long
to hear this song,
enjoy life on your own;
just move on.

Are you dreaming of me still?
Hope i faded into the background,
like Jacquelyn; paintings of your life.


paintings of your life (demo2)

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sophomore

messy jane

un-speak

we're forgetting things about each other now. it drains me to see,
you.
now you.
and how you act

anyway, it doesnt matter.
take this with a grain of salt.
-jimmy.

take care

everyone's worried about you.

young daze.
---

im writing this while you’re gone.
im waiting and 
im pacing
and im wishing i could visit.
ive been talking to your mom.
she promised me she’s passing on
my messages.
you might be thinking about your brother.
and how your dad was being super pissy.
please dont be so scared.
i promise you’ll be okay.

i wanted to kiss her that night.
but maybe its just a mood and a feeling.
so finally i retract.
every single thing that ive been feeling.
im missing you.
constantly.
but im telling everybody i dont.
i hope you find this calming
and im hoping it’ll help you,
but its fine if it wont.

its hard to write,
when i dont know what to say anymore
what to do anymore.
with you.
and im confused on what our love really means.
my heart wrenched,
when they told me the news.
i got asked my happiest moment, and it was at the end of August with you.
when i pulled my smooth moves,
and we held hands.
and we watched T.V,
Bojack horseman.
you had holes in your leggings
and i poked them.
you laid your head on top of me,
and finally in years
i knew what it meant to feel safe.
you talked about it so much.

when you get out.
hoping you’ll call.
im throwing a dinner.
im hoping you’ll come.
its all of my friends,
its a good crowd.
maybe we can skip this sad phase,
and start over now.
put away the sad face.
we can start over for a while.
if you’d like that,
we can start over for a while.

Bojack Horseman

this was supposed to be a Christmas Song. (oops)

sHirt

miraculously, she pulls herself out of the water

blue and Green

sHirT (reprise)

Papaya

forever post break-up

1983

1983,

Océan bleu

smells,
and sounds,
and visions all around
i know the walls can speak,
but they chose to never try it out,
and ur soft bright soul
is memory heavy
and your memories
are for remembering
this.

and it hurts
and it burns
and it flirts with my heart
let me learn
from myself.
and im waiting,
please dont forget me.
im not forgetting you
nothing else to do
but remember
you
and your

curly curly hair
deep deep eyes
loveable sensibility
youre paintings are alive.
the rhythm of your voice,
impeccable pizza choice.
honesty and modesty
the need for patience.
i finally learned that.

i need you, i really need you.
i need the real you.
my heart can see blue.
my heart can see blue
my heart can see you
my heart can feel you
my heart can see skies
in second lives,
sunsets and trees on mountain sides
my mind can write
write out the stars
this place is yours
and you are me
and we are you
 a family
i want to be
with you at the end,
in the end.

curly curly hair.
deep deep eyes.
loveable sensibility,
you’re paintings are alive,
and you painted my heart,
on the walls of yours
and i knew from the start.
because i could tell.
how you felt,
how you felt
when i saw ur eyes, and you looked at mine.
i saw you feel it, too
didnt you.?

didnt you feel it, too.

Heavyy

mon chéri

tiny teen depression,
is an obsession
in the
high school world.
summer never lasted
long enough
to give that fling a whirl.

you waited til spring,
then you started to sing
what the notes became.
and everyone rings
the doorbell and knocks
and screams ur name.

the city seemed so fun
when it begun.
but now you feel alone,
so alone.
your life has spun,
into a 
deep deep deep 
dark hole,

now your trying to understand
why there’s a gaping hole in your chest.
your body stops cold
in self-defense.

could you help me up?
im stuck
im under an enormous rock,
please, im stuck.
and u-float?

U-Float

a select few might remember this relic when it was performed live. What a tragedy to witness

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