This is a really old song that has changed a lot over the years, so I decided to re record it.
lyrics
I'm leaking memories
It's har to feel steady on my feet when I sleep and I sleep
time rolling bye
driving around in circles, all the while wondering why
life is just a dream
a sunrise behind me as I arrive to work dead in my sleep
it's almost 2am
the day's almost over and I'm gonna get up and go to work again

and I'm not denying, I'm in denial cause I thought for days and I thought for miles and I started up here ended up on an isle all alone with myself here's a million funny people you don't know

well I drove around all the live long day and I couldn't figure out if I should have just stayed and if heavy rains fall, the ice waters rise as the sun explodes and burns out your eyes would you remember what you did last week? the sound of your voice soft and meek
time is a pig and gravity's weak
credits

acoustic guitar, voices 

Shaun Jones - I'm Leaking Memories

I drifted along east avenue
these muddy thoughts are mighty hard to chew
words with which you have inoculated me
the road looks fuzzy I wonder howazee
and where it is that I am is a meaningless notion
floating heads intwining unwinding

every single thing you say can and will be used on another day in another way
every single thing you said is gonna ripple on until long after you're dead
and every little thing you do is gonna multiply until you choose, but you already have been absolved situation solved get up divide and dissolve.

I skip along at a frenzied pace, and I race to and fro in a grand hurried haste
lalalalalalala you sing to me
so I chance upon your being with a story to tell
I am not one but many tiny selves
valid living beings I try to treat them well
credits
released 08 January 2015
acoustic guitar, voice, whistling, garbage can 

Shaun Jones - Dagwoodrift

nuclearthoughts

He sees muddy waters pooling on the ground 
Walks out wearing rubbers greets the angry clouds 
He cares not about his hair or the food he’s gonna wear this downpour is a dream 
and he cares not what it means it’s the experience that feeeeeeeeEds him 

well known mud pie baker would you like a bite? 
now meet a bold creator white light fractured night 
we’re rain soaked to the bone as we squish our slow way home drowning in a dream and he cares not what it means beauty is fire tree rain water washing heat from our 
faaces

First Rains

new-ish song. trying to learn to play snare and kick drum while singing and playing guitar. I did two takes of this and stuck them together before overdubbing bass and hand claps, and doubling the vocals.

Emetic Moon Beach (they Only Come Out At Night)

What happens when your car's manual is accidentally replaced with some Dutch enlightenment philosopher's magnum opus? naturally a sort of breakdown is likely.

chevy spinoza 7/17 mix

In music we have time.
We have the conception, birth, breath, and end of the piece. The past gives us context to help understand the present, and predict what the future may bring, but it’s really only the present moment that is ever directly experienced.
Within musical time we have Measures, bars, phrases, periods, movements etc. Sunrise, sunset, seasons, years, and larger cycles.
within these cycles exists consonance and dissonance. We strive for a balance, but often have to play one piece a thousand times over, making small changes to individual notes, and slowly perfecting before moving on to the next. Each note (whether struggling or excelling) affects the character of the entire piece, and Even though they can feel independent, and absolutely are independent, they lose all meaning without their foundations: the lower vibrations, what came before them, and what follows from them.
there’s a merging of the symbolic feminine and masculine in our minds, or chaos and order which gives rise to these creations.
There are many compelling models which can conceptually represent the whole of existence on a scale digestible by our minds. Music is one of my favorites, and it may do more than represent abstractly. I believe it also expresses directly and concretely what it is to exist. These are the kinds of thoughts that move me to write music

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