Flower Through Concrete

Fresh Concrete

A Complete List of Fears Ages 5-28 (aprox)

the Simplest Words - The Narcissist Cookbook

The cover art is by Bwusagi on Twitter and Instagram

The Toxhards - Doombop!

Things look grim in the world at the moment.  But when I put my phone away and avoid the news I can pay attention to something else.  It's such a relief. 

Verse 1:
I woke up pretty early
Not expecting anything
Looked out my bedroom window
I forgot that it was spring
Don't know why but the sky
Was putting on a show today
It occurred to me
That today just might be
A mighty fine day

Verse 2:
I walked outside everything was green
Greener than I'd ever seen
I can't remember the air feeling
Anything like this clean
I know today is a whole lot like
It was just yesterday
Somehow I knew with certainty
That it was going to be
A mighty fine day

Chorus:
Join me if you can
Come along for the ride
Who knows if it's happening out there
Or it's all inside
Either way, the world's waiting
Maybe we can get away
On this rare and special 
Mighty fine day

Verse 3:
I'm not dumb, I read the news
I know the world's a mess
I'd like to do something about it
But I'm no good with stress
Sometimes I need to take a break
To get outside and play
To celebrate and enjoy the gift
Of a mighty fine day

Bridge:
Today is not so different
To any other day
Why should it feel unusual
Not at all like yesterday
Is it the universe that's changing
Or is it just me
It doesn't matter all that much
On a day like this I just might let it be

Chorus:
Join me if you can
Come along for the ride
Who knows if it's happening out there
Or it's all inside
Either way, the world's waiting
Maybe we can get away
On this rare and special 
Mighty fine day

Verse 1:
I woke up pretty early
Not expecting anything
Looked out the bedroom window
I forgot that it was spring
Don't know why but the sky
Was putting on a show today
It was obvious to me
That today was going to be
A mighty fine day


Mighty Fine Day

Ordinaire EP

Parrot

I just stepped on a plane, my bags on the shelf
I find my seat in the middle and plan to keep to myself
The pilot comes on, says: "there's been a delay"
and I sigh, buckle up, and prepare for the wait
There's a middle aged woman on my right by the window
no ring on her finger, maybe divorced or widow?
She's drafting an email and from where I am seated
I can side-eye that shit, so of course I'm gon' read it.

it said:

Dear McCracken... this is already great
dude's got a pen pal and a killer last name
she opens with an inside joke and she's hoping
to set a casual tone, her words carefully chosen
she was sure that her week spent in Houston would drag
but then a face from her past quickly changed all of that
the trip was for business, she's used to the travel
but this time she's not ready to head back to Seattle

Dear McCracken, I'd rather be off this plane
I can't admit the half of it that I want to say
Do I pretend, do I push you away?
I'm jet-laggin mcCracken and I'll give you, I'll give you your space

I can tell by the abuse of the backspace key
there's a heart balanced on how her words are perceived
she's retyped that fourth paragraph four times
swinging the tone back and forth until she's so satisfied
that he knows that even though their paths have diverged
there's an air of regret but not enough to reverse
and I am stunned, there I sit, completely convinced
that once you grow old you stop dealing with this
the uncertain, the hurtin', the feelin like dirt when
things don't work out by the fall of the curtain
she hits send, powers off, and we're ready to go
and I am sad for the passion that McCracken, he might never know

Dear McCracken, I'd rather be off this plane
I can't admit the half of it that I want to say
Do I pretend, do I push you away?
I'm jet-laggin mcCracken and I'll give you, I'll give you your space

Dear McCracken, I'm keepin this on my chest
I've said a lot of things but none of them what I meant
Do I pretend, do I try to forget?
I'm jet-laggin mcCracken and I wish you, I wish you the best

and I thought, I thought by that age
our broken hearts had seen their worst
and I thought that kind of heartache
was meant for the young but we're never too old to hurt

and I thought, I thought by that age
our broken hearts had seen their worst
and I thought that kind of heartache
was meant for the young but we're never too old to hurt

I just stepped off a plane, I've got one regret
I know I'll never get closure or ever see how it ends
I won't know his answer, what happens between them
why she kept her cards so close even she couldn't see them
what gave her such pause when she so clearly wanted
to tell you all the emotions she tried so hard to bottle
and I'll never know why she kept the honest truth from you
but Oh Dear McCracken... in the rough draft...

in the rough draft...

In the Rough Draft She Loved You.

Dear McCracken

A song about Freud.

Lyrics:
If I’m so smart and I’m so pretty,
Damn this town and damn this city;
You never give me anything that I want.
 
No one seems to really care.
They're just wholly unaware
Of all the blood and sweat I cry before dawn.
 
But you won’t understand
All the things that I am
Cause' I’m crazy in just too many ways.
 
But I get that little feeling
When my heart starts beating, lungs stop breathing,
All my fibers say to run away.

Count my little scars, I’ve got dozens down inside.
I come complete and invincible, behind my dirty imbecile.
All these things I’ve tried, boy: be cute, be dumb, be wise, be young.
So don’t tell me what to fear in the darkness in this atmosphere.

Love my mum and love my daddy,
Sure they messed me up but that is
Voices that they left inside of my head.
 
Darling, dearest, don’t you see?
I’m tough, I’m smart, I’m bourgeois,
And I’ll play out this lie until we’re all dead.
 
Am I good? Is all I could
Enough for you? 
 
I’m so scared
Of when and where
I’ll find the truth.

the Simplest Words - The Narcissist Cookbook

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