eight years and no regrowth
time it spoke 
what no one knows 

now here, and no baby
lady spring, she's done her thing again
she's done her thing 

oh, god knows
will it regrow, will it regrow again?
or will my love lay dormant for another spin? 

a warmth I embodied
but now, cold gone from me
disappeared, cut off feelings

lady spring 
she's dressed in green again 
she's dressed in green

oh, spring rain
can I refrain will I refrain again?
when she weeps will my heart sing?

blood spilled, but no crying 
winters coat ripped at the seam
cold wall, and no flying

lady spring
she's haunting me again
she's haunting me

oh, spring rain
can I regain, will I regain it again?
and to these pangs shall I defend?

come weeping again
come weeping

Lady Spring

Bed of Roses

earth to maia
you don't need to cry anymore 
ode to me
i don't really know how to just be

loaded gun
I don't want to hurt anyone 
but open fire
maybe I'm just a godamn lier

and I am overwhelmed with everything I am
my hands, my mind
I've followed dotted lines to find just who I am

I've changed 
you won't recognize my face
no name
you won't even find a trace of me 

hold the phone
I don't wanna be alone
but close the door
I don't wanna be anyone anymore

and I adore my name 
but everything I do is kinda lame
unraveled and undone
I am no one 
I am no one
I have so self , no self
no books upon the shelf to show you just who I am

Ode to Me- No Self (demo)

The Prettiest Thing

A shy clown and her friends playing sensitive closet rock.

Born Too Late

Pinned to spotlight

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