What every social interaction is like for someone with autism

Garden Walls

I don't know if white boys are allowed to make reggae but I did it anyway. This song is about a cute girl I saw at an open mic about twenty years ago. It's had multiple forms over the years.

PG-13

Pound It

she circles him
blind like a star gazer
never a dull moment
never a quiet moment

hallelujah
i just got my pay check
i'm off to the doctor's now
so i can get rid of it

we are the place
where the rocks meet the sea
carried in your pocket
the unknown of me

drift into darkness
i want to be free
slip out of consciousness
i want to be free

hallelujah
no mistake is wasted
carried in your pocket
no mistake is wasted

we are the place
where the rocks meet the sea
carried in your pocket
i want to be free

carried in your pocket

list all the things you’re supposed to do,
floss your teeth and complete your sentences.
you say you’re fine as long as you’re with me,
but for me it doesn’t feel so easy.

but what a guy,
somebody give him a prize.
who’s feeling lucky tonight?

humble and wise,
but haven’t you got eyes?
it’s not as clear as you’d like.

i’m making fun of myself before anyone else can get a word in edgewise.
master of none, jester of children,
bard that sings in the court of at least three kings.

but who am i?
well, more like “why am i?”
my favourite bliss state surprise.

you wanna cry,
well, haven’t you got eyes?
what’s gonna stop you this time?

and how am i?
more like “where am i?”
my favourite bliss state surprise.

stumble in line,
oh, haven’t you got eyes?
must be the damage of time.

eyes

i think i'm gonna piss somebody off again, just by existing
with my diagonal lines
eight thousand dollars of self-affirming self-mutilation

sorry i'm venting, i just need to get this off my chest
desperate and selfish, i murdered your daughter in cold blood in a hospital bed

and i'd do it again
sorry i'm venting

i think i'm gonna piss somebody off if i waste breath on explanations
silent and light i will fly, with diagonal lines
where my burdens used to be

sorry i'm venting
i just need to get this off my chest

i'm not a feeding machine, i'm not anything
an empty cage, a smooth surface
a blank slate

fishmouth

A song I wrote for my wife about the way she's such a rock to me and I wish I could be the same to her.

The Rock You Are To Me

We breathe in love

Hope

0" - Strong Wind, Deep Water 
8" - Om Namo Gurudev
17" - Gayatri Mantra
30" - Jaya Siya Ram
40" - Jaya Mata Kali
49" - Ambe Ma
55" - Pachamamma
1'05" - Oso Blanco
1'10" - Beautiful Bird
1'17" - Kokoro
1'25" - Agua Estrelas
1'30" - May The Love We Share
1'44" - May The Longtime Sun
1'49" - Ide Were Were
1'55" - Happy Birthday
2'00" - Imagine
2'06" - Lotus Flower

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