water your dogs and pet your plants to this little ditty

Indoor Samba

for things that take work. for things that are worth it

Right Here

a cry for help disguised as an enigma 
breadcrumbs on the floor for people who care
you find it hard to even refer to yourself
avoiding "I" while you can

words cant express and neither can the music
idolized monet but never learned to paint
ramblings of an overthinker in a self-contained
moving piece of time and sound

I wish for some way to say it better
I wish for something to change
I wish for some way to say its better
I wish that someday I could get my way

Im not proud of what im doin

ely once sung about people who were passing by
ephemeral and thats their fault (or mine)
livin for tomorrow's harder when you think about the mess you're making at your feet

im not proud of what im doin

SIDE A - This is What the Sun Told Me Today

SIDE B - Whatever Comes Next

written with the intention of making someone's day, with yours truly as the loneliest quartet.

with love

crafted with the difficulty of getting better in mind.




footnote: someone special told me to try different versions of Growing Pains, and now I can't tell if the message is better said or unsaid

s. meadowlark