I like to commemorate new spaces by singing a song in them. This is for and from my Beacon Hill basement-level condominium.

Lyrics:

You have
So much more to give
Than you’ve ever have
Received

Oh I’m at a deficit baby
That’s the first thing you have to know about me

You have
Such beautiful eyes
Even when your mouth lies
They cannot deceive my sightlines

You have your own song
To mine it’s often outta time but just perfect

You have
What I need
In stock all the time
All the time all the time all the time all the time

I don’t need anything more than what you are
You complete me

You and yours are mine
To find everytime you leave
I remember you are all me
You indeed
Believe
Don’t ever be too far from me
And my nervous system is nervous not to have yours by
My side

I don’t know what other words to say
You leave me breathless
In your perfect innocent way

Song from Beacon Underhill

the lead single off my second album, agnosticism ii

lyrics:
i need to find my way out now
there’s just this path laden with traps and snares, bears and, bees

i’m waiting on the
star to
guide me home

this is not my beautiful house
you aren’t my beautiful wife

this is a story i told myself to keep me warm at night
there isn’t you and me there’s only us and now it’s codependence

i’m stealing all the songs i’ve ever learned to make something new
and i am stealing your heart to find my own Truth

it’s unfair to you i wish I could make you whole
but i’m not the savior you need the Savior you deserve will make you, safe

i’m just rejected like, a stumbling block of failure on your way
you’ll make it out you’ll be oh, oh, ‘kay

foster the feeling

titled off sufjan's 'oh God where are you now? (in pickerel lake? pigeon? marquette? mackinaw?)' and length'd after father john misty's 'leaving la'.

lyrics:
i’ll build the house right before your eyes
so you can see it’s built on sand
you told me to put no God before you
you were Everything to me

don’t you see that the cornerstone is now the rejected stone?
and you groan like rocks screaming your own praises

you are not here, not in the dark, not in the light
your domain has shrunk past nature, politics, government and
all that remains is pride, jealousy
you used to control the laws we make
now the ones who worship you decapitate, americans
or wage Holy wars against activists
opening fire on unarmed protests
or wear their white hoods and, procreate to form a master race of a "legitimate" people
claiming their fathers are the ones who founded this land made thirteen-point-eight…

it’s all fucked up you don’t understand
i’m a broken man
used to believe in Divine plans

now there’s only
man
he makes the object of worship out of his own hands

oh Lovely
oh Lover
won’t you see what you’ve done to me?

i held no other Gods before you
you were Everything
Universe-Creator, Lover, interceder, you lived in my heart

now i die without your Spirit
i’m still waiting on the Savior who can resurrect the dead
but it’s all dissonance, cognitive

who hurt you
proud, jealous being who has preferences how i live my life?

your domain’s not over nature, just romance and now i call you family
i invited you in my home, my temple, my body

like you have been cheated on i’ve been jilted by an absent God

and i feel like i could do better than what i had
i’ve been wronged i’ll do right by my own Testament Torah and my Quran
i don’t need your indirect words your metaphors i have my experience; and i’ll find a way to get back to you back to these Holy words these Scriptures i must burn; but for now i must go down to the river to pray to a God i don’t know exists while i’m in this much pain

i learned to meditate and just live, quiet
but i can’t get off these long songs i channel my Divine Spirit
no disconnect between heart, brain, body
straight from my heart straight from my mouth i speak
not representing a little version of Christ unseen
now it’s just me

i still Love you, my God & Goddess natalie

i lost God at pickerel lake

Recorded four days after a weeklong stay at the behavioral health unit

Lyrics:
No justice no peace
You will not find me
Kissing the bottom of your boots
Holding your door
I will not be the one to bow down to your fucked up little flags

Hold me down and
Try again
To bend me to your will
I will not respect your authority

The fascists call the antifascists their enemies
And I am president of that made-up organization
But really every member is president
And I don't believe in
No I believe these are United
States

So burn up the graves you dug to make
Me obey
Fuck you and your face
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh ooh

There is no gods no masters left to fear
It's only people here 
And there isn't a person behind the whole thing
It's turtles all the way down I'm afraid
For our souls and for our nation but I wouldn't start to fray
If it wasn't worth it to make all these tatters say something they wouldn't know

And someday we'll see the civil war end
And someday our babies will be safe in our hands
And someday I won't fear for climate change
And someday very far away rainbows will guide our paths
We won't be made afraid
We will hold hands and see that sunny day

Oh justice oh peace
Do not be far from me
These efforts never cease
To unite these states
Fragmented we remain

No Justice, No Peace

Transcript — March for Our Lives

Doo doo doo
The NRA got to go got to go got to go away
March for Our Lives
We’re dying in record numbers each day
Who wants that record anyway?
Goddam Americans
American exceptionalism
Not in the way they want
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
There is no justice no peace while Black lives are being annihilated in the streets
As the world gets hotter it’s been scientifically proven we become more violent
Doo doo doot doo
I don’t know what will get through these propagandists and their minions
And consumers who eat up all their shit
I don’t if I’m to go on like a sword
Cut off the ears of the pharisees or give into violence
Maybe you too should have a gun so you can protect yourself from your own government
I don’t know how or why I’m alive in the first place
Doo doo doot doo
I gave up I gave into the idea that there’s heaven
Doo doo doot doo
So if there isn’t this place must be hell
Doo doo doo doo
Is hell a where there’s no changes then it’s under rule from satan the adversary
Doo doo doo doo
I don’t know or maybe hell is where change is possible but it never ever comes no it never ever ever happens
Welcome to America, immigrants
Glad to trade in racists for refugees if you if you if you please
Don’t give up hope don’t give up your right to vote
Even though it feels feeble I’ve had a hard time organizing before this march but we must march on we march on for our parents and our children so they don’t have to die in a random act of evil violence that’s preventable but we don’t prevent I don’t understand where they get all these weapons of war and why it matters to them to riddle the fucking venison with assault rifle bullets ruins the meat your fucking justifications are distractions from having an actual argument just flood the zone with shit
Aah aah aah aah
I want to die but before I do I want to make change
I want to turn this place into at least at least purgatory
Can we do that people? If we join hands can we try?
For in those who lie is ignorant defilements of American values they commit to them words but do damn deeds that hurt
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
How do I be honest with the people who gave birth to me?
I don’t know how to commit to telling the truth always and honestly they are too far down to be saved I’m scared I don’t know how to wage holy war against who think holy wars are good I don’t know how to love without conditions I don’t if you can hear me now but God be on our side be our help be our guide I don’t know I don’t I don’t I don’t
I’m seeking answers but only have questions
I don’t want weapons I just want to realize it’s all-important no one has to die

March for Our Lives

Lyrics: Mm, mm
I don’t have a ghost
But I do have a chance at making better now

I can’t make you love me
But I must become more lovable
Oh lover boy
I want the chance to romance anyone
Anyone anyone who can
see the pain of thought and word and deed indeed
I’m ready to die upon the planet

Where does it stop if they can kill the children?
And these fucking Republicans refuse to do the barest of minimums
They’re bleeding out they’re terrorized they can’t call their friends ‘cept night on ouija boards they lost control the terrorists have won again I can’t believe my fucking eyes I wish I could have died with them because it’s too much truth to bear I cannot take this damned damage… again

Uvalde

An attempt to figure out wth an r16 Zoom recorder is capable of.

Cat Faces (Ugly Casanova Cover)

A fair cover of a decent song of a cazj band.

Teenager (Deftones Cover)

Alternate names for this song include: Gosh Dang It, Wild Heart, Marry Me, A Song To Clap To, Love Songs Suck, (Oh God Not Another Song Named After A Girl) Bethknee, Assault on Ears, Not Another Love Song, [You, My Darling] and Look, I Don't Actually Suck At Making Music I've Just Been Pretending Up 'Til This Point (Kinda).

First and Last Love Song

there’s all these practical aspects of my
disappearing act
there’s all these untouched Love marks
still on my bed
i couldn’t wash them off

there’s all these feelings, memories in my head
and i’m feeling every feeling that is left
won’t you believe me when i tell you that
i still Love yo-oo-ooo-ou?

and i’ve lost track of Time
since i thought to do this thing
but now all i can think of is Ti-ii-ii-ime

it’s been 34 days since i made your weeping face weep
and there’s no answer
to “why must you leave?"

just hold me
i’m a pathetic excuse for a human being
just hug me
i’m waiting for the Time it’ll be okay

so now i play guitar for myself
hey remember that Time i got so overwhelmed
and i failed you so many Times

i know you didn’t mean to say i, say i, say i failed you

or maybe you did and that’s all i deserve
maybe you did and that’s what i earned
the difference between what was felt and what was said
sometimes i wonder if i’m better off dead
to all the hurt that’s here as of yet
and i’m waiting on a si-ii-ii-ign
that maybe instead we could just be alright

what a fantasy of mine
why is the Universe unkind?
or are we unkind and we’re a reflection of our environment?

oh, this nature we nurture
oh, the triumph of failures
oh, the lightning bolt of mistakes
and oh, the Love we Loved to make

Love to Love

Adventure cometh on the day off
I am finding out who I really am
You show me what I want for myself
And I’m always amazed so I’m writing you another song

I don’t know where I end
And God begins inside of you, but
I see It wherever I go

There’s only this kindness I’ve found in people who are godless
You are sweet it’s plain to see, plain to see
I wish that your heart had not been split open so meanly
The world is cruel but you are
God to me
God to me-eee-eee

I thought I knew, I thought I knew what it was I'd want from this life
I thought I knew, I thought I knew you but we keep getting pulled apart

Omnipresent

I’ve never felt this way, felt this way
I feel like I’m, floating a cloud
Riding a zephyr like a zeppelin
Like a poem I’m floating over all my old desperate feelings

This all feels brand new, brand new

Oh, you are all brand new
All brand new

I’m stuck craving your touch
My dreams hold onto your face
Oh sweet, this is the start of something brand new
Something brand new, starting within me, maybe starting within… you

Brand new, brand new, brand new

I’m stuck in this old idea
That I don’t have worth
That I’m worthless
But this love
I felt before
Returns again
Returns again
Returns again
Returns again

All these old sad songs are not worthless
I have feelings, once again,
Once again x16

again

Because Black Lives Matter


lyrics;
I rage like the river outside
There’s no suspension of disbelief
Only maniacs in charge

And our grandparents
Decide what future wars we’ll fight

The world is burning down
And I am a waiting on a disease of the lungs to poison me or my family or my friends or community

And I hope when it comes I am ready to go
But I’m not so sure yet

Don’t hold too tightly these strings that tie me to yoo-ooh-oou
There are binds that don’t do us any kindness
And surely you will miss
All of my qualities I will lose when I lose a soul and become a burden
A body in a box underground

There’s no peace for the justiceless
There’s no sense for the senseless
For the right their self-righteousness will be poison
And I take it in on purpose
I will not count myself among their ranks
They follow their lemming urges to the brink
And now the end of the world is night and they’re saying it’s not
The ones who believe Christ will come don’t believe climate will be gone
And they complain of diarrhea they shit in the Ganges River
Giving it on downstream to generations they don’t ever have to see
Well give ‘em hell give ‘em hell I don’t trust anyone over thirty
That’s what I learned I’ve learned it well I will not see you in hell I’m gonna make a place here in heaven

Protest Song

Hi Hello. My name is Adam Baker; I crafted a delightful 10-song album in spring of 2012, also known as the year we all died young (thanks Maya, the Mayan Goddess of Illusion) + I posted covers; now I’m posting upcoming tracks off my double-album agnosticism. Live forever.

(the)imperfectionist

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