Loosing Count Of My Vices

Ceiling Visions

it has been a while...

She’s just like a boat out on the ocean my friend
I’m sailing west to meet her there in the end
Lash these bones to the shore, 
til I see the answers we came here for

Just 2 dots on the horizons in a pale afternoon
Wish I’d realized I’d have to leave you so soon
With a departure at every meeting,
 it’s hard to handle these visions I’ve been seeing….

9 lives later surely things will be just fine
For now I’m just coloring in this world of lines
I read the final chapter first, 
It seemed like such a strangely familiar verse…


Westward Son (acoustic)

Electronic, Folk, and Psychedelic Rock influences.

Wings Of Wax

When 2 Colors Bleed

What I Meant To Say

Sean, Tucson Arizona.
Guitar, Samples, Synthesizers... 

*Seany P*

Seany P